RANCID - Hoover Street lyrics

rate me

She's solid door immigrant, head through a thin wall

A frail hooker, holding a corner walls

Gleaming sky scraper bunker he looked down

laugh hysterically and then he spread around

On Hoover Street, then he must be alone

The precious little the kid cast the woes

Of an authority girl she kind of made you spill

Her brother Mario got shot 4 times in the head

You see poor Mario, he caught a hot one, through the lung.

Now he's done so god bless him.

And the cocaine moves through their system,

like a river forever winding

To the last party of the under class

Just a bunch of kids who don't wanna finish last

Now see the market place has changed the weight of the scale

You either get out and die or go to jail.

And your best intentions splinter and fail

and a few weeks of promises and intentions fail.

It's a glass-pipe murder.

It's a glass-pipe murder.

Oh Yeah.

It's a glass-pipe murder.

It's a glass-pipe murder.

OOOHHH Yeah

They kick a bottle of beer and a letter

simple things made Mario feel better.

You see it falls on you and it falls on me self-annihilation, catastrophe.

Two packs of cigarettes for $2.70 and a bottle of wine that's been opened.

And he said, why do I do this.

A shiver through his body like a bottle of CC

Not encouraging reality or me.

He said it's who I am being back to it.

Off the deep end the record changed

You see, no one stood up and cheered for him.

Everyone sat down with something that happened.

Began, to happen.

It's an old school dorm mystery and the handcuffs bleed...

It's a glass-pipe murder.

It's a glass-pipe murder.

Oh Yeah.

It's a glass-pipe murder.

It's a glass-pipe murder.

OOOHHH Yeah

Who was the killer.... it's in the...