Sex, Drugs, Rock & Roll
You know I'm never alone, ain't the one to live on bread alone
Slide the bookshelf back, ya find my batman phone
Yeah my morals are a victim of the mood I'm in
You wanna jump a mental ship you best to fasten in
Many, many, many, many years ago
I used to lure your ass, bide time and take it slow
A bit older now, push around, everyone I find around
Ain't takin' all that long before I'm pullin' the covers down
Here's the standard message of my relics
Live fast, die young, yo ladies readin' phallic
Apathy's a common theme that'll bruise you quick
A little pain is the medicine, you need a fix
A little pleasure drives the same direction
Find it with beats, ecstasy, or an erection
See my vices never ride in Miami
They cruise around the block and I always keep 'em handy
We ain't gotta write a beat around the bush plot
We comin' up in ya straight forward til we hit the spot
Low, down, dirty 'til ya get a little fix
Sex, drugs, rock n' roll we put it all into the mix
We ain't gotta write a beat around the bush plot
We comin' up in ya straight forward til we hit the spot
Low, down, dirty 'til ya get a little fix
Sex, drugs, rock n' roll we put it all into the mix
Long since I rolled with my ball and bat
See the ball is now an eight, I sold the wood for hats
I'm still playin' the game and ain't nothin' changed
But the field is coed and the bases ain't the same
Evolution's got us on the burner
Now Tina backhands and bitchslaps Ike Turner
But the themes are all the same, still the need to get paid
Smoke a couple of Js and try to spread some legs
Thirty years ago the boomers took it all
Sex, drugs, rock & roll, but now they at the mall
I ain't tradin' in my pipe for a fanny pack
Huskies, khakis, SUVs, it's still a minivan you ass
We ain't gotta write a beat around the bush plot
We comin' up in ya straight forward til we hit the spot
Low, down, dirty 'til ya get a little fix
Sex, drugs, rock n' roll we put it all into the mix
We ain't gotta write a beat around the bush plot
We comin' up in ya straight forward til we hit the spot
Low, down, dirty 'til ya get a little fix
Sex, drugs, rock n' roll we put it all into the mix
We ain't gotta write a beat around the bush plot
We comin' up in ya straight forward til we hit the spot
Low, down, dirty 'til ya get a little fix
Sex, drugs, rock n' roll we put it all into the mix
We ain't gotta write a beat around the bush plot
We comin' up in ya straight forward til we hit the spot
Low, down, dirty 'til ya get a little fix
Sex, drugs, rock n' roll we put it all into the mix
Slide the bookshelf back, ya find my batman phone
Yeah my morals are a victim of the mood I'm in
You wanna jump a mental ship you best to fasten in
Many, many, many, many years ago
I used to lure your ass, bide time and take it slow
A bit older now, push around, everyone I find around
Ain't takin' all that long before I'm pullin' the covers down
Here's the standard message of my relics
Live fast, die young, yo ladies readin' phallic
Apathy's a common theme that'll bruise you quick
A little pain is the medicine, you need a fix
A little pleasure drives the same direction
Find it with beats, ecstasy, or an erection
See my vices never ride in Miami
They cruise around the block and I always keep 'em handy
We ain't gotta write a beat around the bush plot
We comin' up in ya straight forward til we hit the spot
Low, down, dirty 'til ya get a little fix
Sex, drugs, rock n' roll we put it all into the mix
We ain't gotta write a beat around the bush plot
We comin' up in ya straight forward til we hit the spot
Low, down, dirty 'til ya get a little fix
Sex, drugs, rock n' roll we put it all into the mix
Long since I rolled with my ball and bat
See the ball is now an eight, I sold the wood for hats
I'm still playin' the game and ain't nothin' changed
But the field is coed and the bases ain't the same
Evolution's got us on the burner
Now Tina backhands and bitchslaps Ike Turner
But the themes are all the same, still the need to get paid
Smoke a couple of Js and try to spread some legs
Thirty years ago the boomers took it all
Sex, drugs, rock & roll, but now they at the mall
I ain't tradin' in my pipe for a fanny pack
Huskies, khakis, SUVs, it's still a minivan you ass
We ain't gotta write a beat around the bush plot
We comin' up in ya straight forward til we hit the spot
Low, down, dirty 'til ya get a little fix
Sex, drugs, rock n' roll we put it all into the mix
We ain't gotta write a beat around the bush plot
We comin' up in ya straight forward til we hit the spot
Low, down, dirty 'til ya get a little fix
Sex, drugs, rock n' roll we put it all into the mix
We ain't gotta write a beat around the bush plot
We comin' up in ya straight forward til we hit the spot
Low, down, dirty 'til ya get a little fix
Sex, drugs, rock n' roll we put it all into the mix
We ain't gotta write a beat around the bush plot
We comin' up in ya straight forward til we hit the spot
Low, down, dirty 'til ya get a little fix
Sex, drugs, rock n' roll we put it all into the mix
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Williams, William Edward Taylor, Patrick James Stanfield, Daniel Delph
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