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hot club de paris – biggie smalls and the ghetto slams lyrics

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these days are stains on the state of play
you get stuck on a punk rock band or find cabaret
there was this great, great band
called biggie smalls & the ghetto slams
they would play this one sad song
about the good times that went wrong
and then they would rock the party

told me not to let n-body
tell me what to do, so i will or
won’t do – it’s cryptic and confusing
tell me, just what’s a kid to do

johnny sold his drums, and prob’ly jay’s still dead
and thomas met some girl and moved somewhere else instead
that leaves a one man band called odb & the last stands
he plays his guitar parts with the strings strung ‘cross the beating heart
of a dying block party

told me not to let n-body
tell me what to do, so i will or
won’t do – it’s cryptic and confusing
tell me, just what’s a kid to do

when the [?] change
as fast as days

clouds form, [?]
the roadside signs are offering advice
won’t you take a [?]
[?] in the face that says
“hey, i’ll get to where i’m going some day!”
and eyes the colour red of a leaking ballpoint pen
used to correct spellings, to cross out, and offer comment
“i think you might have p-ssed the point”