I Like The Air
Robert Francis
[Intro] [Verse 1] Filed down coffins in the neighborhood. A Spanish girl walking by the cemetery wood Five in the pan we do what we can though it ain’t right A fat man sitting on the side of his remote his daughter’s in the kitchen trying to clean his coat I bet she can’t [Verse 2] The rattle of a bottle on a warped wooden desk shaking back and forth beside my bated breath A blind girl laughing while I stare at her chest I’m in the zone I won’t survive if I make it out alive Seven/ten split I don’t got... shit [Chorus] Down on Main Street I got friends waiting (there)ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh I don’t need no drop off girls I like the air [Verse 3] Elysian Park through the dark about a mile A little white girl with a Bobby King smile Blue little bags she says she knows I’m feeling bad I’m worth your while But here ’tween the palette feelings I don’t understand cardboard cutouts just be a man [Verse 4] Have fun walking home in Mike Davis land Pull the wool over my eyes I don’t want to understand I like the trees the army and the colors that they wear they like to scare [Verse 5] A few blocks home from remembering my name a few blocks home [Chorus] Down on Main Street I got friends waiting (there)ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh I don’t need no drop off girls I like the aiiir