Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Couple Skate, artist - Rob Sonic.
Date of issue: 01.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Couple Skate |
Be alarmed |
We’re in charge |
We have starved |
For too long |
Be alarmed |
We’re in charge |
We have starved |
For too long |
Animal, Vegetable, Criminal |
Ride for every time I tried to drive it 'till the rims were loose |
Blinded by the wild side and miles by the kitchen spoon |
Inspired by the kind of guys that plier pry your wisdom tooth |
Business move, Breyers lines the siding of his Army coat |
Talking to this cradle rocking Robin in safari mode |
She said life is like a box of Java scripts and Harley spokes |
Feeding demon dragon’s speeding wagons so we R.E.O.'d |
Carlito, Sorry won’t cut it plus he doesn’t pack a rebel cause |
Nothing really matters to an afternoon at devil dogs |
The method in the bottle that his mama used is smelling salt |
Was really just to tell him that not every mouth should dental floss |
Let him walk, Welcome back, Bobby got the whole strip |
Puffing on that blurry bumping Journey for the whole trip |
Nothing on him sturdy, just some Murphy’s Oil Soap mixed |
With every fuck he gave before them strangers took his «go fish» |
Homesick Blues keep it moving subterranean |
Ain’t used a blinker since he threw them sinkers in the J.V. gym |
Back when Maury wasn’t stories about some four piece and a baby’s bib |
His glory came from swarming in with Porky’s on your neighbors crib |
Pay the vig, Gimme gimme cocoa pop, Superball |
If three’s a crowd then he’s allowed to tell you that he’s huge in Prague |
To lose it all and keep his head and reinvent the voodoo doll |
Then peace and love and beat it 'cause no telling what he’ll do to y’all |
Who’s the boss? |
Who’s the Mack? |
Guess who came to dinner down |
On his luck, brought a couple women that had been around |
The block so much they taco truck, chop you up to bits and bounce |
Then shop the aisle, crocodile, monster style In-N-Out |
It’s about principles, the kid’s already given up |
They’re janitors that answer you in Xanadu with riddles of |
Antifreeze by land and sea, the fantasy of sitting ducks |
Lined up in a row your boat and overdosed on different drugs |
Zipper stuck, tent ripped, imprint of a sneaker sole |
Short wave static and a map of all the decent roads |
Short grain patterns means he had him in a sleeper hold |
Whoever did it meant to leave these mp3s of Lisa Loeb |
Speaker phone, tough guy jump up to get hunger gamed |
Street lights covered by the troubled kids that love to paint |
Coming from where Sonny tucked the muddy bucks in rubber maid |
Where sleeping is enough to get you run up on in couples skate |
(Be alarmed) We can get it |
She can get it |
(We're in charge) They can get it |
We can get it |
(We have starved) I can get it |
You can get it |
(For too long) Now you know |
And don’t forget it |
(Be alarmed) We can get it |
She can get it |
(We're in charge) They can get it |
We can get it |
(We have starved) I can get it |
You can get it |
(For too long) Now you know |
And don’t forget it |
(Be alarmed) We can get it |
She can get it |
(We're in charge) They can get it |
We can get it |
(We have starved) I can get it |
You can get it |
(For too long) Now you know |
And don’t forget it |
(Be alarmed) We can get it |
She can get it |
(We're in charge) They can get it |
We can get it |
(We have starved) I can get it |
You can get it |
(For too long) Now you know |
And don’t forget it |