Silent kid, no one to remind you
You got no heel, no reels to remind you
Silent kid, don't take your pawn shop home on the road, godd**n you
Silent kid, don't lose your graceful tongue
This is the city life
(This is the city life)
Come on, let's talk about leaving
Come on now, talk about your family
Your sister's cursed, your father's old and d**ned, yeah
Silent kid, don't listen to the grandmother's advice about us, yeah
Silent kid, don't listen to the rain
Hand me the drum stick, snare kick
Blues call and response, I lose myself in change
Into the spotlight, ecstasy feels so warm inside
Till five hours later, I am chewin'
Screwin' myself with my hand