[instrumental]
Traduction: Drag-On. Allée des.
salute the flag Talkin' to some he/she Slidin' over next to me Man, she said, this life is a drag It's a shaky situation And I'm hangin' on my will And
The cat's in the well, the wolf is looking down. The cat's in the well, the wolf is looking down. He got his big bushy tail dragging all over the ground
there (crime and passion) ain't no wind of change I'm talking of crime and passions rage Summer of maddness or the undertow Drag me up an alley for the blossoming fire on
[Fillmore East, NYC June 5-6, 1971] FZ: Carl Sanzini will now join in on the second verse of "Concentration Moon"! Howard: Why don't you? Concentration
on the old main drag There the he-males and the she-males paraded in style And the old man with the money would flash you a smile In the dark of an alley
busy with my buddies up on cloud thirty-three." Yeah, stone cold sober again, down in the alley again, stone cold sober again. Sunday is a drag, so
replay) Like I took the long ride (On my D-day) Like everybody love my music and the whole world cried [Verse 1:] Ay Treat it Like I was comin from billings on
think when things were really fab, (Did ya ever think) That we'd be looking through a dustbin for a dog-end to drag, (Did ya ever think) And sleep on
the big black smoke, Of the big black smoke. Well, she slept in caffs and coffee bars and bowling alleys, And every penny she had Was spent on purple
I'm just to illmatic I'll probably poison my kids Like flowers in the alley Fuck your anorexic neglects it Fuck a Lexus I'm doing drivebys on XXX BMX
Let's go, Eric [instrumental and guitar solo] Don't you ever go down Down on Curzon Street, it's bad Don't you ever go down Down on Curzon Street
[U-God] Yo.. yeah Don't erase none of that good shit in the beginnin Yo.. spill drinks on ya, get stank on ya Yo.. yo.. pinky ring shit, yo That pinky
