Mickey Avalon - On the... lyrics
[Mickey Avalon - On the... lyrics]
When the neon lights shine down
And there's no one else around
Whatcha gonna do when the clock strikes two
And all the freaks come out on the ave
When you're on the ave
Now I got a reason for breathin
Goodbye Hollywood and hello Cleveland
I didn't tell my girl I was leavin
Packed my bags, jumped in the Lincoln
Suicide doors more to the meaning
Four on the floor, three on the tree and
I'm doin' speed on the 405 freeway
Officer give a white boy some leeway
Downtown with the he-say she-say
Don't mean nothin cause the he-she's cliche
Downtown where your dreams just decay
$40 for a $20 for a BJ
But uptown they play my CD's
Girls wanna fuck me, boys wanna be me
Who's Mickey, she said
And smiled in a special way
Now I'm gonna keep on creepin'
Latchkey kids gettin' high all weekend
Lookin past the hood of my Fleetwood
Jesus on the dash and the king on the speaker
You can find me in the
Back of the theater like
Pee Wee Herman, holdin my weiner
I ain't seen her since the milk went bad
And I didn't mean to beat her
Is what I told her dad
Round town it's a stone cold fact
Avalon got a gun in his lap
Round town you can hear the clap
When I take the stage, and shake my ass
Out of town you can feel the heat
When my bus pulls up and steals your freaks
Out of town you can feel the noise
Come on girls, rock your boys!
Now I'm gonna speak on freedom
Do what you like fuck other people
They tell you what you're supposed to do
How about your girl do me, and you do you
Now kick rocks before you get shot
In the back of the head all you heard was POP
Goes to weasel cause the weasel smoke rock
Hypodermic needle paramedic on the block
Chop your body up, drop it off the dock
Why you gotta go and
Call the mothafuckin cops?
It's too late babe it could've been great
But, you had to go and stab me
In the back with a steak knife
Late night, waste away
Chain smokin' til the drapes turn grey
Cocaine helps me face the day
And then the pills wash the pain away
I won't be blamed for your mistakes
Burned at the stake for God's sake
And there's no one else around
Whatcha gonna do when the clock strikes two
And all the freaks come out on the ave
When you're on the ave
Now I got a reason for breathin
Goodbye Hollywood and hello Cleveland
I didn't tell my girl I was leavin
Packed my bags, jumped in the Lincoln
Suicide doors more to the meaning
Four on the floor, three on the tree and
I'm doin' speed on the 405 freeway
Officer give a white boy some leeway
Downtown with the he-say she-say
Don't mean nothin cause the he-she's cliche
Downtown where your dreams just decay
$40 for a $20 for a BJ
But uptown they play my CD's
Girls wanna fuck me, boys wanna be me
Who's Mickey, she said
And smiled in a special way
Now I'm gonna keep on creepin'
Latchkey kids gettin' high all weekend
Lookin past the hood of my Fleetwood
Jesus on the dash and the king on the speaker
You can find me in the
Back of the theater like
Pee Wee Herman, holdin my weiner
I ain't seen her since the milk went bad
And I didn't mean to beat her
Is what I told her dad
Round town it's a stone cold fact
Avalon got a gun in his lap
Round town you can hear the clap
When I take the stage, and shake my ass
Out of town you can feel the heat
When my bus pulls up and steals your freaks
Out of town you can feel the noise
Come on girls, rock your boys!
Now I'm gonna speak on freedom
Do what you like fuck other people
They tell you what you're supposed to do
How about your girl do me, and you do you
Now kick rocks before you get shot
In the back of the head all you heard was POP
Goes to weasel cause the weasel smoke rock
Hypodermic needle paramedic on the block
Chop your body up, drop it off the dock
Why you gotta go and
Call the mothafuckin cops?
It's too late babe it could've been great
But, you had to go and stab me
In the back with a steak knife
Late night, waste away
Chain smokin' til the drapes turn grey
Cocaine helps me face the day
And then the pills wash the pain away
I won't be blamed for your mistakes
Burned at the stake for God's sake