On The... Testo

When the neon lights shine down,
And there's no one else around,
What you gonna do when the clock strikes two
And all the freaks come out
On the ave?

[Chorus]
When the neon lights
And there's no one else around
What you gonna do when the clock strikes two And all the freaks come out
On the ave?

When you're on the ave.

Now I got a reason for breathin',
Goodbye Hollywood, and hello Cleavland.
I didn't tell my girl I was leavin',
Packed my bag, jumped in the Lincoln.
Suicide doors more to the meanin'
Four on the floor, three on the tree and
I'm doin' speed on the 405 freeway,
Officer, give a white boy some leeway.

Down town where the he say she say
Don't mean nothing cause a heshe's cliché.
Down town where your dreams just decay,
40 for a fuck, 20 for a BJ.
But uptown they play my CD's,
Girls wanna fuck me, boys wanna be me. Who's Mickey, she said,
And smiled in her special way.

[Chorus x1]

Now I'm gonna keep on creepin',
Latchkey kids gettin' high all weekend.
Lookin' past the hood of my fleetwood,
Jesus on the dash, and the King on the speaker.
You can find me in the back of the theatre,
Like Pee Wee Herman, holdin' my weaner.
I ain't seen her since the milk went bad,
and I didn't mean to beat her's what I told her dad.

Round town it's a stone cold fact,
Avalon got a gun in his lap.
Round town you can hear the claps
When I take the stage and shake my ass.
Outta town you can feel the heat
When my bus pulls up and steals your freaks.
Outta town you can feel the noise,
Come on girls, rock your boys.

[Chorus x2]

Now I'm gonna speak on freedom:
Do what you like, fuck other people.
They tell you what you're supposed to do,
How about your girl do me, and you do you.
Now kick rocks before you get shot
in the back of the head, all you heard was POP
Goes the weasel cause the weasel smoke rock,
Hypodermic needle, paramedic on the block.

Chopped the body up, drop it off the dock.
Why you got to go and call the motherfuckin' cops?
It's too late, it coulda been great,
But you had to go and stab me in the back
With a steak knife.

Late nights, waste away.
Chain smokin' 'till the drapes turn grey.
Cocaine helps me face the day,
And then the pills wash the pain away.
I won't be blamed for your mistakes,
Burned at the stake, for God's sake.

[Chorus x2]