If you pass by the liquor store

Take that bottle of 164

A pack of smokes for my lungs mellow

But don't walk the wrong side of the road

I was one of them once before

But it's not the case, son, anymore

Don't walk the wrong side, that's for sure

If you make a stop at the liquor store

I met at your grandma at the liquor store

One of those days in '54

After I asked for a last reload

I took the wrong side of the road

I know what you think, there's no such a thing

As swimming the wrong side of the stream

You think that you know but you don't wanna go

With a bunch of guys with a cool logo

That makes you lobotomy loco

I was a fool looking for a goal

I took the wrong side of the road

A bunch of guys with a red logo

Enrolling the poor souls down below

I was a fool to enroll

So many crimes I can't recall

I married your grandma on a sparkling night

During the summer of '55

She dedicated her soul to our family

Was giving it all to my gang's party

I know what you think, there's no such a thing

As swimming the wrong side of the stream

You think that you know but you don't wanna go

With a bunch of guys with a party logo

That makes you lobotomy loco

In hatred, oh, there is nothing to be found (Get around, get around, round)

So don't go messing around (Get around, get around, round)

Oh, don't go messing around (Get around, get around, round)

You've got to know (Get around, round)

In hatred, oh, there is nothing to be found (Get around, get around, round)

So don't go messing around (Get around, get around, round)

Oh, don't go messing around (Get around, get around, round)

You've got to know (Get around, round)

In hatred, oh, there is nothing to be found

So don't go messing around

Oh, don't go messing around

And around, round

I finally got away from this fucking blitz

During the summer of '66

When my boom just blown up like a thunderstorm

When my baby girl, your mom, was born

I know what you think, there's no such a thing

As listening to the old man of the kin

You think that you know but you don't wanna go

With a bunch of poms in a crappy pogo

On the wrong side of the road

Don't walk the wrong side