Sleaseside
I always wanted to be king of the world Where the gulls fly over strip malls looking for a meal On the boardwalk where the pimps stroll Gold and silver chains, Jersey boys keep it real They say some heads started fronting Vin got pepper-sprayed, his face stung for two weeks So they got no beef when punks start some shit Rocky's only twenty but he's old enough to buy e Took the edge off an acid hangover Two days without sleep or coherent thought Cruise the shore for chicken-heads in Seaside or Dover You can win cigarettes or a lava lamp Too many five-0s no beer on the beach "Jersey girls always go down" Tattoos, rings and sportswear, long nails Got locked up for possession: probation Rev the engines of their cars all night Stereos pumping Jersey's hip-hop station Neon lights underneath the ride Chevrolet spelled out on the windshield They don't yield, just act hard To forget their life savings is parked in the yard |