Club Down

Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down The schoolyard reeks of sewage, broken pipes, broken promise The thin man staggers lucid for this time of night Drying vomit dangles from the beard, step, mumble, shuffle, trip But the trajectory is clear, he's headed for the covered steps Tut, tut, it looks like rain He remembers A. A. Milne each time the sky is this kind of grey That, or his favorite film, Gene Kelly leaping Technicolor through the fray And feeling glorious, the story is an allegory for his days, but night is coming now Vials snap, aluminum sounds, fibers slap as drops descend on tall cans It's all hands on deck to chase the pain away Dealers rockin' parkas with plenty pockets for product The money, horrors, the logic and babies holler from colic The symphony is tectonic, it shifts as the Earth is settlin' Precious metals are mined and a million minds have been meddlin' with time In the hopes of getting a golden noose for the neck Golden goose from a fairy tale, shittin' Faberge eggs Here snitches shit bricks, then quick to talk Pig Latin That black dart too slick for that kid Tappin' a window while lookin' over his shoulder Stop lookin' over your shoulder You're never caught from behind as long as you keep movin' forward They long for the sleep like they mortal, be zombies, but they got this portal In their minds and the molecules get rewired every trip they takin' through time And they trippin' nightly, the blacks of the eyes igniting The pits in the backyard biting, the cats in the trashcan fighting The feeling of guns peeling like bells in a telltale reeling Of bodies losing they feeling and falling down and the ceiling Is black from the smoke that's rising, the scent is just so enticing The scent is a small price for the right to live out your vices, now Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down And every night after the club it goes down Plenty, plenty, mo' rounds, bodies, bodies on the ground On Broadway or Main Street they all stumble out To a dozen pairs of hands pullin' bottles from they mouths Hotties hardly walk now, everybody passed out In the backseat of the taxi, so they never heard a sound It's the city and the city and you only see one And it all looked pretty when it all begun But the shit is got to balance on the barrel of a gun All the money in the world ain't gonna stop none of that gangsta shit That gangsta shit, the whole world lovin' that gangsta shit Can't change this shit, it's dangerous, but it really ain't nuttin' to a gangsta Bitch, what you know about that? Don't act like a newbie New D boys get jacked, what you need is a New Jack Swing And a new truly discerning taste for the base, like a foodie Harmony's cruelly high when it's on his step Stepped on dope is a safety net and the dope fiends cry but they don't regret Everyone get high, go out 'til they Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down Why you fightin' all the shit that make the world go 'round? World go 'round, world, world go 'round Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down It's the city and the city and you only see one And it all looked pretty when it all begun But the shit is got to balance on the barrel of a gun All the money in the world ain't gonna stop none of that gangsta shit That gangsta shit, the whole world lovin' that gangsta shit Can't change this shit, it's dangerous, but it really ain't nuttin' to a gangsta Got the twenties and the fifities wrapped up under all the ones Two for twenty, five for fifty, you could move a couple tons You could put it in the blood or you could put it in the lungs But, whatever you cough up, remember that it all begun with that gangsta shit That gangsta shit, the whole world lovin' that gangsta shit Can't change this shit, it's dangerous, but it really ain't nuttin' to a gangsta