No, it's not supposed to go like that Tommy found his daddy's gun And Joey had never seen one Real cowboy all dressed up As he held it in his hand Said, "You be good and I'll be bad" Then he pulled the trigger back Stopped little Tommy in his tracks

So up rolls a riot van And sparks excitement in the boys But the policemen look annoyed Perhaps these are ones they should avoid Got chased last night From men with truncheons dressed in hats We didn't do that much wrong Still ran away though for the

Just slip into the arms of the disco strangler Lookin' for the good life Dressed to kill She don't have to worry 'cause There's always someone else who will Loose and loaded every night Dancin' underneath the flashin' light Sayin, 'look at me, baby, look

Black tambourine Black hearts in effigy We sing a song that was hated All dressed in rag and bones Sharks smell the blood that I'm bleeding I know there's something wrong Might take a fire to kill it Might take a hurricane

A sin for him To paradise with pleasure haunted by fear Desire within Take heed, dear heart Once apart, she can touch nor me nor you Dressed as one A wolf will betray a lamb Lead astray the gazers The razors on your seducing skin

Hot, hot, hotter than hell You know she's gonna leave you well done She'll burn you like the midday sun She looked good She looked hotter than hell All dressed in satins and lace I looked at her and it was just too clear I had to get on the case I said

I wake up and roll some dank up with my niggas I got on the phone and caught up with some bitches I got dressed, I mixed the Tisa with Versace I smoked a joint and took a BR, now I'm irie I'm irie, I'm irie, I'm irie I'm irie, yeah, I'm irie When I'm in

Burnin' all pollution tonight How many rivers This morning I woke up in a curfew Oh God, I was a prisoner, too Could not recognize the faces standing over me All dressed in uniforms of brutality How many rivers do we have to cross Before we can talk to

I think they scared of us, yeah I think they scared of us I think they scared Escobar season begins Black Kemet gods, black Egyptian gods Summoned from heaven, blessed, dressed in only Goyard Homie go hard like stole and rob it in a stolen car Shoot the

How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Just like a rolling stone? A complete unknown Like a complete unknown Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, Didn't you?