Lyrics Rodeo - Mickey Avalon

Rodeo

Six in the morning and I’m still up
Gripped the 9 mm underneath the pillow
'Cause these days I’m on the run from my demons
The red and the green ones
Somethings never gonna make sense
I stay bent like a monkey wrench
Fixing the pipes in your kitchen
Cornflakes style while your bitch do the dishes
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Smoking dust on the bus up to Oakland
Yo bitch, I don’t know who wrote this
I’m possessed, by dopeness
Stole this, drunk and homeless
No bitch but at least my flows sick
Open 24/7
Smoking dope with the devil in heaven
Giddy-up, giddy-up
Welcome to the rodeo show
Giddy-up, giddy-up
Welcome to the rodeo show
Said I was a one-trick pony, well they was right
They pay me to blow me by the night
Don Juan Dohini, remember me?
Shaking my zucchini off the balcony
At the hotel don’t tell all night
Can’t seem to OD, but I tried
You don’t know me, let’s ride
Tight ass Levi’s, snake inside
Mama let it all hang out, it’s midnight
Mama let it all hang out, let’s get right
Mama let’s cut the drama and fuck
'Cause I don’t wanna see you crying no more
Giddy-up, giddy-up
Welcome to the rodeo show
Giddy-up, giddy-up
Welcome to the rodeo show
See me on the scene looking like James Dean
What’s your problem?
What’s your problem?
Beat me to the beat but you ain’t as fresh as me
What’s your problem?
What’s your problem?
Giddy-up, giddy-up
Welcome to the rodeo show
Giddy-up, giddy-up
Welcome to the rodeo show
Giddy-up, giddy-up
Welcome to the rodeo show
Giddy-up, giddy-up
Welcome to the rodeo show