Read something strange out of King James
The air had changed, shit wasn't the same
High school dames you longed to bang
Have changed their names and moved to Queens
Put all these things out in the flames
Go downtown, claim my charred remains
Moving along, now I'm estranged
From all the shame running
What's really, really good?
Is what I'd ask you if I could
Just chillin' is a virtue
When you're up way past your curfew
What's really, really good?
Is what I'd ask you if I could
Just chillin' is a virtue
When you're up way past your curfew, aw, yeah
This one of my favorite albums (though I do have many) and they finally pressed it on vinyl, came today 🥹 so much joy