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von Machine Gun Fellatio

I′ve got some money
He knows a guy
A cab across town
Under a Brooklyn sky
Twenty's a blow
Right over the bar
New York jets
It ain′t that far

So ride on, ride on, ride on
We'll soon be there
So ride on, ride on, ride on
We'll soon be there


See them highbrow sisters
In their mother-milk fluff
And them low-life gangsters
Hungry for love
Stereos broken
Sharing headphones
Keep your hi-hats open
Leave us alone

Go on to the curb and let
The sirens go by
Go on to the curb and let
The sirens go by
So ride on, ride on, ride on
We′ll soon be there
So ride on, ride on, ride on
We′ll soon be there

What is this country
The stripes and the stars
Twenty's a blow
Right over the bar
Stereos broken
Sharing headphones
Keep your hi-hats open
And leave us alone


Go on to the curb and let
The sirens go by
Go on to the curb and let
The sirens go by
So ride on, ride on, ride on
We′ll soon be there
So ride on, ride on, ride on
We'll soon be there

Go on to the curb and let
The sirens go by