歌词
My friends and I used to go downtown
Driving all around, we wouldn't get far
Up and down Prospect Street
Pretty funny name considering the beat
Pimpin' beat got punched out
On the pavement by the shoes
Of worn-out whores and aging shits
Feeling the usual blues
We'd hail 'em down just to ask the time
Figuring our lives had no reason or rhyme
What did we have? Time on our hands
To walk the same streets with no better reason
Pimpin' beat got punched out
On the pavement by the shoes
Of worn-out whores and aging shits
Feeling the usual blues
Get, get outta my way
They'd scream, "Get outta my way!"
Get, get outta my way
Alright
Our folks gave us money to be teenagers
Johns gave 'em cash for sexual favors
We came from the suburbs, probably go back
We all end up lyin' on our backs
Pimpin' beat got punched out
On the pavement by the shoes
Of worn-out whores and aging shits
Feeling the usual blues
Get, get outta my way
They'd scream, "Get outta my way!"
Get, get outta my way
Get out, man
Pimpin' beat got punched out
On the pavement by the shoes
Of worn-out whores and aging shits
Feeling the usual blues
Get, get outta my way
They'd scream, "Get outta my way!"
Yeah, get outta my way
Yeah
Yeah
