ghostdance

Yesterday my trucks got all fucked up, had to get new ones, I hate new trucks they take forever to break in. Tonight I went out to skate and broke my fucking board, shit was almost brand new, horrible skate karma. I tried to focus it completely and hurt my knee and got pissed and went home. Sippin on a 40 of St. Ides, hoping I have more fun in NY than I'm having right now...

"We walk the streets at night
We go where eagles dare
They pick up every movement
They pick up every loser
With jaded eyes and features
You think they really care

I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, babe

An omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal
Her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands

I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, babe

Lets test your threshold of pain
Lets see how long you last
Thats happened in your rape
On bosoms of your past

With jaded eyes and features
You think they really care
Lets go where eagles dare
Well go where eagles dare

I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, "

I just wanna cruise through some streets while listening to my jazz mix on my walkman till I pass out on the sidewalk and drink a 4-0 by the river while I shoot rocks at the stars.