Harlem Shakes - Sickos lyrics

Welcome back to your sweet city The wind sings in your face that you're at home A hundred old lovers talking by themseleves keep me company while I'm home Gettin' high in missle free skies like, Way back in the day Remember when you said that if I'd stay you'd always stay Getting high missile-free skies like, Way back in the day If there's a bomb in your hand just throw it If the guns to hard just run This place is filled with sickos! This place is filled with sickos! Westcoast kids they are so mellow I'd always stand out like a sore thumb Southern girls they're oh so sensitive Mid-western winters they make my bones numb