Front Street

(Quick, while she turns her back, slip it in!)

I'm in a meat-pack plant by the gutterside
A slaughterhouse apartment with a slice of lime
I'm cruisin' with the bruisers
Boozin', I'll be a suitor, losing my mind
Because there's nothing to find

The fetid stench of bad intentions hangs in the sweat
I'm in a sauna hot with drama and I'm tryin' to forget
All the masochistic rapture missteps
Imminent pleasure's ready to cut to the bone

You said, "let loose," but now you're lost
While I tied my boots like a tightrope noose
The problem chased the taste of the cause
While the evidence supports the truth
Is eighty enough proof for you?

Here's to my lady and I'm coming inside
Drink to me baby, and what's left of what's right
It's easier to use and lose than never to have used you
On a fucked-up Saturday night

Good times
On Front Street
On Front Street

Loose lips sink ships, but captain, will you go down?
Float your boat and overboard and hoping to drown
Tell me what prevented you from coming downtown all alone
Because we know you're not afraid

This chastity is Greek to me, the meat is still fresh
The gnashing teeth will masticate the bones from the flesh
Since nobody will tell me where these bastards go, I'll see for myself
I think they might go to hell

You said, "let loose," but now you're lost
While I tied my boots like a tightrope noose
The problem chased the taste of the cause
While the evidence supports the truth
Is eighty enough proof for you?

Here's to my lady and I'm coming inside
Drink to me baby, and what's left of what's right
It's easier to use and lose than never to have used you
On a fucked-up Saturday night

Good times
On Front Street
On Front Street, yeah

(And they completely goddamn disrespected me!
Little idiots! Idiots! I was completely respectful!
They're supposed to be my brothers, right? They're my brothers?
No, no, that's not fun, what they were doing wasn't fun
They kept zapping us and zapping us!
Idiots! Savages! Idiots! Idiots!)

(Aye, step right up, folks!)
(Get yourself a big, meaty fill)
(Of some of the most noxious, toxic, obnoxious, disgusting shit around!)
(How vile can you be?)
Is eighty enough proof for you?

Here's to my lady and I'm coming inside
Drink to me baby, and what's left of what's right
It's easier to use and lose than never to have used you
On a fucked-up Saturday night

Always a good time
On Front Street (last call for morals, better cover your drink)
On Front Street (Sodom and Gomorra'd, let it go down the sink)
On Front Street (last call for morals, better cover your drink)
On Front Street (Sodom and Gomorra'd, let it go down the sink)

(Last call for morals, better cover your drink)
(Sodom and Gomorra'd, let it go down the sink)
(Last call for morals, better cover your drink)
Good times
On Front Street!