It Blows By

I'm a limping, drunk, stinking skunk
Rob that house, whatcha thinking, punk?
Flip a script like a wrist when I stick it in a pocket
While I'm broke as a bitch, man I'm never gonna stop it
I'm a master criminal, plastered miracle
Stage or bank, make a mass hysterical
It's known on the streets, never better than me
I got the dough and the cheese, feta, cheddar and brie

I'll be by the window
Waiting on my tip toes
I'll be by the window
Watching as the wind blows
I'll be by the window
Waiting on my tip toes
I'll be by the window
Watching as the wind blows by, bye

'Cus ain't no playgrounds for old farts
Kids could be fucking with those golf carts
Cigarettes, coffee and cold hearts
Never really hit it out the ballparks
Kids having nightmares of day jobs
Diploma in hand and they just wanna stay lost
Chase your dreams, the illusion of freedom
And those who don't make it are just choosing to be dumb

Ooh. it's new, tight, that shit fire
Chain brain wrecker on the blue light pacifier
It's classic, they're using brain fog hypnosis
It's focused on kids, teens, adults in sick doses
The fricking rodents sticking noses in our damn minds
So normal that it's strange to be anti
Not a matter of blazing but instant gratification
'Cus all of it's making you crazy
I'll be by the window

Waiting on my tip toes
I'll be by the window
Watching as the wind blows
I'll be by the window
Waiting on my tip toes
I'll be by the window
Watching as the wind blows by, bye
Bye bye



Credits
Writer(s): Niilo Turkka
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