You thought I was dangerous, I thought you were cool I met you in a parking lot one day after school We didn't have no money, we didn't have no sense
poison If I were you I'd take precaution Before I start to meet fly girl, you know 'Cause in some portions You'll think she's the best thing in the world
like a weight bench Without me you're defenseless you better face it You ain't show me love when you was at your apex Getting paychecks up at the radio
One thing I'll say for the less traveled way Doesn't have subtlety Has twice the gravity Get in and go and you're one with the now Turns inconsistently
fool They say you can't rap and they questionin' our intellect Friendly ass niggaz jumpin' bad on the Internet Ain't nobody typin' that much can't be a danger
she could be his last whore The evidence suggests She has other interests If it's her who's using him He's exceptionally dim Bitch! Dangerous Jade (
could be his last whore The evidence suggests She has other interests If it's her who's using him He's exceptionally dim Bitch! Dangerous Jade [Aristocrats
be his last whore The evidence suggests She has other interests If it's her who's using him He's exceptionally dim Bitch! Dangerous Jade! ARISTOCRATS
the creatures didn't watch TV, they listened to the radio instead where the newsman said: in our neighbour galaxy something happened yesterday an accident occured but nothing dangerous
, Thrown around in the spectacle, the grand social circus. * Up against the rows of grey robots who control our lives The things we have to offer sometimes
Everyday I'm watching on the TV about a robbery killing story Oh we need to be prayed up Oh we need to be prayed up Negativity on the radio people have
me or him And a voice said Benny You fucked the whole thing up Benny your time is up Your time is up Benny turned the dial on his Short Wave radio He
Crazy Itch Radio tunes for you So there we were at a table for two Was with a glass of bubbly and my brand new shoes He found a restaurant on the Internet
strange breeze In a town full of worthless memories there's a shadow in my backyard I've got a house full of things that I can't touch Well all those things
you one thing Lenina Karenina I'll tell you one thing I'll try morse love and semaphore You'll maybe lip read I'll leave a message on the radio to tell
Mile marker 203 The gas gage leaning on the edge of E And I'll be danged if the rain ain't pourin' down Something's smokin' underneath the hood There
Never alone again, never give up Never believe in any kind of bad dream Never been in danger, never been a hot shot Never seen failure, never had a bad
she worked next to He lived a couple streets away, he listened, he had things to say She asked him up for dinner sometime, sometime was tonight The radio