Monday, 8 June 2009

Cash Ride

I wake up fine, then I shoot up a baggy, now I’m crawling the walls
For a cash ride, I can’t wait to score

It takes your ass, away from the loved ones, to a skeamy drug cunt
It’s a cash ride
It’s totally whack, it’s a passion killer, it’s Charles and Camilla
It’s a cash ride

I get it up fine, when I’m steamin on acid, now I’m useless and small
It’s a cash ride, I can’t do fuck all,

It looks so cool in the movies, man you look totally groovy
But cocktail parties and trix, socially it won’t mix
And nothings gon’na rape your pride
Like a cash ride

You walk the line, but you couldn’t take it, lost the will to fake it
It’s a cash ride,
Its well after dark, there’s a serial killa, it’s a real thriller
It’s a cash ride

You go to work at 9, and end up in a dumpster, a pool of blood on the floor
For a cash ride, you can’t wait to score.

You looked so good in the movies, man it was totally groovy
Now cocktail parties and trix, socially it don’t mix
But nothings gon’na rape your pride,
Like a cash ride
And we can’t wait to
Score, yeah

©6/8/2009 Alex Kyriacou

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