Texty:
Urban Rock

Pogo the clown has a big smile Hes well reknowned over Chicago town Familiar face to people he knew He'll give you a job and chloroform you hell yeah

Suculent, Watermelon fresh Leave to fester, Create a karesh Toungue tied with voices from above And continentals call this love Pirahna bites, White

Fuck time, Ive broken my own heart 60 seconds talking never tore no-one apart Im sorry i only spoke few words But seeing you again made me fly high

Waiting-Waiting for my mind to cool down Waiting-Waiting for my heart to beat now I dont want to give you all my love Just for you to share it around

Im stood still Faces of shadows stare I waste away all alone Its unfair...as is life Im stood here Waiting for happiness Waiting and reservating

Even my pieces put your nice V's dress precisely Hoping soon will be the wifey, it's working well Process words up in the pro's you sell, a urban hell

girls say i look good but im better in person my waves are success yes i call it swag surfing my business so corporate but my style so urban never rock

chaka cha-ta tatat Slugs flyin' [Incomprehensible] Yo, ya Check, the code echoes from magazines to the big screen Fo' wheel machines like ya wits scream, kids fiend From the urban to sub-urban

's sailing through the crowd In her ears the phones are tight And the music's playing loud She gets rock 'n' roll and rock 'n' roll station And a rock