Saucin', saucin', I'm saucin' on you I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin' oh ooh I'm ballin', I'm ballin', Iverson on you Watch out, watch out, watch out, yeah That's my shot, that's my shot, that's my shot, yeah Spendin', I'm spendin' all my fuckin'

The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot I still hear him scream The cops used to come around in my neighborhood "Alright, you kids, stop having so much fun, move along!" Oh they'd arrest me, you know, especially at night They had a

And let this winter pass on by Peoples, I'm gonna have to go Call my baby You know the little girl fail to come If I call my baby You know the little girl would fail to come Hot spring water OhOh, yeah boy, wouldn't help her none I mean, wouldn't help her

High hopes, when you let it go, go out and start again But it's not that easy High hopes, oh, when it all comes to an end And the world keeps spinning Broken bottles in the hotel lobby Seems to me like I'm just scared of never feeling it again I know

At night she's screamin' "I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind" A little bit psycho OhOh, she's sweet but a psycho OhOh, she's hot but a psycho So left but she's right though Grab a cop gun kinda crazy She's poison but tasty Yeah, people say, "Run, don't walk away"

Oh, living in the spotlight I think I'm gonna take flight Let me live 'til I die But I'ma be alright, I'ma be alright OhOh, if it's too hot, too hot tonight Yeah, I used to care so much what people thought about me Now I really could give a fuck Now when I

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh We come from the land of the ice and snow On we sweep with threshing oar Our only goal will be the western shore From the midnight sun, where the hot springs flow The hammer of the gods W'ell drive our ships to new lands To

I just shot a man down In central station Rum bum bum bum, rum bum bum bum, rum bum bum bum OhOh mama, mama, mama 'Cause I didn't mean to hurt him Coulda been somebody's son And I took his heart when I pulled out that gun

We can be strong Run, run with her t- On the road to love Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I'm on whoa, oh ohoh whoa I'm on the road to love Get your hot rods ready to rumble Out on this lonely road Follow that unicorn

Oh, the guns of Brixton You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to When they kick out your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun Shot down on the pavement