Citizen King - Basement Show lyrics

rate me

This is the place you face the music i demonstrate an

rush the show to the underground spot from p.m. to a.m.

you are and i am choking on smoke below the coliseum

not soft shoe 'cause i wear the new dance scoping the

check one two feedback shellac about to break on

altered state with the blacklight shining on the boombox i

through broadcast by a radio station low downstairs at

girls with the shrinky dink pants milk crate steady mic

the basement show mark the x on the party map a flying

rap take a five-finger deal on the silver tap i pull my hat

v peavy sonic attack the cops are here if you believe the

down take the stairs down getting together in with the

everybody in the bathroom line robot moves on a wild

out crowd you got the beer we got the time i'm skipping

i'm keeping it on going all night long clearing the six-foot

rumpus standing up front where the stacks is thumpin' so

come late to the masquerade to the sweatbox dirty

on the front lawn a bottleneck check your mic marinade i

kneesocks and i'm

going through the back when the front door's locked