
Dinner with Immanuel Joyce Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:1992
Lyrics
Look into my deep brown eyes
It'll be alright
Tell me what you'd like (Drugs or violence)
Step into the alley way
And then you say
That you cannot pay (Got no money)
Punk rocks dead in the ground
And the hippies skipped out
When it got too loud (Only trapped music)
Yuppies profiting off the scene
It's a corporate dream
With a cup of lean (Kill for viewers)
New waves dead
Gonna need a new movement
This isn't my scene
Too much room for improvement
When Lennon got shot
All the hippies cried
And when Kurt blew his brains out
Rock and roll died
Take a lil walk down the street
Bring a tear to your cheek
Its so heroin chic (Social housing)
Into the beat down homes
In the curbs you roam
Really makes you moan (So pathetic)
Stuntin when you see a birds
In the pencil skirts
They compliment your shirt (Fuel my ego)
But you never take em to bed
Only in your head
Your liabidos dead (No more sex drive)
New waves dead
Gonna need a new movement
This isn't my scene
Too much room for improvement
When lennon got shot
All the hippies cried
And when kurt blew his brains out
Rock and roll died
Dinner with immanuel joyce
With his soft lil voice
And a sight for the boys (Everyone's happy)
Sittin in the back car
Cus you've come so far
From the prison bars (Repeat offender)
Jesus christ is burnt in my brain
Am I going insane
All the gods are the same (Reject false idols)
God please show me a sign
Like something divine
Because I think you're a lie (Love a skeptic)
New waves dead
Gonna need a new movement
This isn't my scene
Too much room for improvement
When Lennon got shot
All the hippies cried
And when Kurt blew his brains out
Rock and roll died