Lyrics:
a needle
526,000 minutes in a year
165 twelve ounce cans in a keg of beer, uh
It's four edges to a rectangle
1500 worldwide active volcanoes
43,000
I wake up every morning kiss my wife goodbye
Hug my kids tell 'em I love 'em I'm out hit the ride
I'm out on patrol in my squad car in LA
Where
Turn on my VCR
Same one I've had for years
James Brown on the T.A.M.I Show
Same tape I've had for years
I sit in my old car
Same one I've had
Turn on my VCR
Same one I've had for years
James Brown on the T.A.M.I Show
Same tape I've had for years
I sit in my old car
Same one I've had
Well, he came home from the war
With a party in his head
And modified Brougham DeVille
And a pair of legs that opened up like butterfly wings
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Don't let me hear you say life's taking
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Don't let me hear you say life's taking
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Don't let me hear you say life's taking
years
Lookin' out the window
Little bit of dirt mixed with tears
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel
Harlan had a rubber-tyred new shiny car
Oh the ways of the world, and the wants of a woman
If l figured them all out, would take many years
By the wants
watch the cars
I fear I'll do some damage one fine day
But I would not be convicted by a jury of my peers
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still
the cars roll by
I fear I'll do some damage one fine day
But I would not be convicted by a jury of my peers
Still crazy after all these years
Still
In a dog's life
A year is really more like seven
And all too soon a canine
Will be chasing cars in doggie heaven
It seems to me
As we make
years
Lookin' out the window
Little bit of dirt mixed with tears
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel
watch the cars
I fear I'll do some damage one fine day
But I would not be convicted by a jury of my peers
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still
When I was 10 years old, my parents were poor
Our house was so cold
And I was still in school and learning
And then I never really got too far
No we’re not as young as we once were
But we both know we’ve still got time, for sure
Years go by
You’ve refined
Modified
In my eyes
On this page
But I hope I never see them again
I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city in a broke down car
And four years, no calls
Now you're looking
some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these years
I'm not the kind of man
Who tends to socialize
I seem to lean
they gave him forty years, that could happen to us
I remember sellin' bammer sacks in back of the bus
Then converted to dope
Fast forward, years
years
How quick they pass
And all the stars that never were
Are parking cars and pumping gas
You can really breathe in San Jose
They've got a lot
yeh
Bitch I'm genetically modified
Listen to 808's never a lullaby
Murder these beats and I ruled it a homicide
Yeh yeh shit
I'm getting too lit in this
[Chorus]
Oh the ways of the world, and the wants of a woman
If I figured them all out 'twould take many years
I once had a sweetheart,
turn into years. How quick they pass
And all the stars that never were
Are parking cars and pumping gas
You can really breathe in San Jose
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