Lyrics:
The Porcupine
(Words and Music by SJ McArdle/Reel by Brendan McCreanor)
John Cleveland is the master of the Porcupine
He’s been halfway round
Rogers roast beef sandwich!
Thomas Edison!
Grover Cleveland!
John Fenwick!
Joyce Kilmer!
Clara Barton!
Vince Lombardi!
Walt Whitman
Cleveland Cleveland Cleveland
Cleveland Cleveland Cleveland
Cleveland Cleveland Cleveland
Cleveland Cleveland Cleveland
Poverty, drug dealers
the Rosebud Sioux this summer
Yes, yes
The media is saturated but the Sweetgrass still grows tall
And Jesse John Blackbear talks to God in Cleveland, Ohio
where the boys go
Goodnight John Boy for the disco
Cleveland oh yeah that's my home
City of rock and roll
How we'll get home nobody knows
Speedracer go go
In '89, John Adams ran against George Washington
He tried again in the next election, Washington still won
In '96, Adams won, and Jefferson, not
and shut your mouth
Let's rock everybody let's rock
Cena's got a menstrual clock
But we're dancing 'cause Cleveland Rocks
Oh, it's going on, here we go!
bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
I'm an East side Cleveland wild boy
I feel I am cross of
John Lennon and my father
I remember when I finally left Cleveland
Being cool, it wasn't the only reason
My heart had urges,
George Washington, the first who didn't wanna run
John Adams was the second till 1801
Then Thomas Jefferson, who made the British mad
Next came James
Every day is valentine for all my opp bitches, genie Cleveland granting wishes for my kids
Every day is christmas, n***a mad at me, I'm about my
Some said John was saintly some said he was a fool
as he spoke of revolution and the golden rule
with a bible in his satchel and a rifle in his hand
muthafuckin' gangstas
All the way from New York to muthafuckin' Cleveland
Terror Squad, muthafuckas
[Flesh]
I'm (comin') to get ya, comin' to serve a brother
Me
George Washington's middle name, well, he just didn't have one
John Adams, too
And Thomas Jefferson, just wasn't done
James Madison and James
a little bit faster
John squints he still can't see atoms
Andrew hijacks and drives a wagon
Martin's caravan burned to the ground
William's hair isn't quite
fit's Reeses Pieces
Blood diamonds on Jesus pieces
614 Straight back to Cleveland
I like Nikes with no creases
VVS's in my toothpaste
Got the crown
like J.R in Cleveland
Ain't no saving theses hoes ain't no S on my chest
Gotta work hard so I could be the best
24 Hr 7 days with no rest
Niggas change
bitch, call me Steve-o,
I'm a wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
I'm an East side Cleveland wild boy (East side
Of Pennsylvania Avenue
George Washington was the first, you see
He once chopped down a cherry tree
D:President number two would be
John Adams and then
George Washington, 'twas epiglottitis from which he died
A swelling closed his airway, couldn't breathe, although, he tried
John Adams, of heart
'93, Rutherford B. Hayes died
The next day in January, John Tyler ended his ride
The 22nd, Lyndon Johnson, uttered his last word
Woodrow Wilson lost his
Or you will enter the hood and were spittin
So cover your dome
At a cut where the thugs and hustlas roam
Cleveland Browns
Dogg Pound hoes, it's
Just like a junkie need his drugs
Just like a john needs some love
Just like a gang need it's crew
I'll do anything to get next to You
Just like
flames, ja up in, up in flames, ja
Cleveland brennt james Madison brennt
Hunderttausenddollar brennen für die
Gang Gang jackson brennt
P chasey brennt
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