(Written and originally performed by Ted Leo and The Sin Eaters)
Get down, turn around,
Skinny Boy is on his knees;
and I can't figure out
what I need to do to please you.
There's a man in Brooklyn
who police are messing up 'til dawn,
while The Man in California gives them semi-automatic guns.
And we can't even function
when we're not in a band.
I'm not eating well (as if I didn't have the time),
and I don't do pharmaceuticals, so I got no excuse for the crime,
But they're eating them in Brooklyn
and the hot California sun,
when police in California get their semi-automatic guns.
And how many rounds will they get off
before you get up your hands?
Oh, we can't even function
When we're not in a band.
Ted Leo And The Pharmacists - Abner Louima v. Gov. Pete Wilson Lyrics
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(Written and originally performed by Ted Leo and The Sin Eaters)
Get down, turn around,
Skinny Boy is on his knees;
and I can't figure out
what I need to do to please you.
There's a man in Brooklyn
who police are messing up 'til dawn,
while The Man in California gives them semi-automatic guns.
And we can't even function
when we're not in a band.
I'm not eating well (as if I didn't have the time),
and I don't do pharmaceuticals, so I got no excuse for the crime,
But they're eating them in Brooklyn
and the hot California sun,
when police in California get their semi-automatic guns.
And how many rounds will they get off
before you get up your hands?
Oh, we can't even function
When we're not in a band.
Get down, turn around,
Skinny Boy is on his knees;
and I can't figure out
what I need to do to please you.
There's a man in Brooklyn
who police are messing up 'til dawn,
while The Man in California gives them semi-automatic guns.
And we can't even function
when we're not in a band.
I'm not eating well (as if I didn't have the time),
and I don't do pharmaceuticals, so I got no excuse for the crime,
But they're eating them in Brooklyn
and the hot California sun,
when police in California get their semi-automatic guns.
And how many rounds will they get off
before you get up your hands?
Oh, we can't even function
When we're not in a band.