Текст песни Cold Lunch (Albert Brown Mortuary Dumpster Dive Remix)

(I always wanted to be the voice of the streets But my father was a rabbi and my mother made beats, I mean, books, and the kids on the streets always gave me dirty Looks) It's watching your own shadow on a dirt bike, Get shot in the back under a street light. When you arrive at the party, it will not be Without a bullet in your back, And a poem about death And of course your walkman.