Instant Street

You're probably right Seen from your side That I've been lucky But I've been meaning to crack all week Yes, I've been involved It never resolved into anything shocking Pains playing yo-yo in my body As we speak And now I found something to look for But I can't decide 'Cause I might find that to stroll behind is better than to score Just like I did before It wouldn't be true Not towards you To say that I'm staying When on every single impulse On every other move I react 'Cause in any old creek With changing technique You'll see me playing After any old motherf*cking blow I'll be back We turned away from instant stuff Our cracking codes were breaking up Our words were sucked out it made them clean And after lowness say it And after more let it be known Our codes are grown into something mean You're probably right As for tonight You're making me nervous What is it you want me to be thinking of? I'll put on a movie I'll play something groovy as a matter of service I'll chuckle when you smile As a matter of love 'Cause you know it's not my style To be giving up now And this pain in my side I had enough This time I go for Instant street This life's a soulless excuse For all abuse and parenthesis The flyspecked windows and the stinking lobbies They'll remain all the same All the same