Tekst:
Belvedere

've gotta do is cruise In my big black plymouth belvedere tonight With red upholstery Goin' belvedere cruisin' tonight, yes indeed Woo, goin' belvedere cruisin' tonight Yeah, goin' belvedere

Remember never neding sorted explanations, never had to think about it never had to wonder where you're coming from it's these complexities that scrambled

why i do this i can't explain it must be something altering my brain a vicious circle the condiments by my side just look at me then you soon will bet

Just in time a brand new version a little buying power and a brand excursion well it all sucks subbumbed are we it's all relating back to a monopoly well

Travelled off the beaten path to see you playing there ticket prices I don't understand charging fifty bucks to see a two bit major show just to hold

There's nothing now just sit and stare while lying on his rocking chair just waiting for it to be over there was a time back when he's carried all that

i wake up in sweat, my dreams collapsed like boxes painfully the light opens my eyes i'm finding it strange to hope for a few more hours knowing that

walk on by pants too tight and hair's too high your mind's made up and you're not alone but all i see a misinformed reality it's time to think 'cause

pure genocide pales in comparison to your proposal this is no accusation the years of evidence remain supposing everyone breaks the pattern they've