New york joys by The Purple Mouth Bandits Lyrics

Mocking birds like Atticus Finch
I'm not a drug addict, I just got drugs in my attic
And I'm getting more skin than fabric on the mattress bitch
And we tripping off cactuses, San Pedro
Let go my Eggo, hey ho
Where are you going
What you doing
What are you pursuing
You're blooming, so blossom
And life is fucking awesome
In the city
Cops coming to get me
But I'll never play opossum bitch
That's a pity
About to get nitty-gitty with my Tommy-Gun
Stacking bodies run, bastard naughty son
Bashing cops on the run
W-I-L-D C-A-T
Shooting these C-O-Ps
Like C-O-D
Roll out in the Model T swag
With these molotovs out these bitches asses
Red and blue flashing past us
These cops came close, but the pigs will never catch us