Mischief Brew - A Lawless World lyrics

Your daddy used to drive 95 on 95 Said he did it all the time and he made it back alive Used to warn you 'bout the Lower East Side at night And the bars down by the harbor where the drunken sailors fight I remember sleepin' on the roof from June until the fall Sister'd swat you with a stick, father'd slam you 'gainst the wall All the cops were takin' bribes, all the bodies disappeared Gun was always at the side when you went for a beer 'round here So walk a mile in my boots down to the old school Maybe crybaby'll learn a thing or two Yeah! Wise guys and weasels used to run this whole damn town I got beat so many times 'til I learned to knock 'em down Now I'm made of steel and leather stitched with wires and screws Built a house at nineteen 'cause at eighteen got the boot So walk a while in my shoes before you sing those blues Things ain't what they used to be, don't make 'em like they used to Burnin' through our cigarettes, riskin' injury or d**h It's like we used to say: if you could see this place and I could see your face Smash up your fantasy - justice served, no one bleeds I'm rollin' up my sleeves to tell you 'bout a lawless world (world! world! world!) And no one came along to pick me up off the curb And I went the whole way home to hear I got what I deserved See I knew what I had to do, see some things I'll never tell I'll take it with me to my grave, then I'll burn my life in hell And if you went to walk that mile, well, you'd be in for a surprise Just a highway and a bind for hitchin' a ride Burnin' through our cigarettes, riskin' injury or d**h It's like they always say: if you could see this place and I could see your face Tear up your fantasy - peace kept, nobody beat I'm rollin' up my sleeves - hey, where the hell you been? Pick your poison, name your game, play to k**, shoot to win The (?), we're all just history I cashed in, sold out, had nothin' left to cry about I'd love to still believe there's order in a lawless world (world! world! world!)