Cold Chillin Cold Chillin
Bomb The Music Industry
G C Em C Cold face, cold legs. Walk three blocks and pay two bucks. G G/f# Bb C G One bold sign: Interference on the line, C G G/f# Em D waiting twenty minutes time every time. G C Em C Transfer at Bedford, twenty more Manhattan bound, G G/f# Bb C G ten billion kids. I am happy with my flaws. C G G/f# Em D I am happier when no one is around, is around C G And everybody looks around to blame our Brooklyn burning down C G On white kids, hipsters, students but we act like we're not one of them. C G G/f# Em D It's easy. Just use your eyes to judge and go back to your powder drugs. G C Em C I'm no better. Smile while pushing through the crowd, G G/f# Bb C G A round for friends. Find a corner at the bar. C D G Aberrations in a real confusing town.