Текст песни Looking For Gabbio

In a bone dry shack Down on Oceanside Drive where the boredom fools urban people inside The thrill of the hunt on the glowing tube A gang of deadbeats blow a last dube Its a hardluck life, a skid row ride And we'll be working the strip till after high tide He's a 2-bit man in a 3-piece suit Sucking money from a straw Like nectar from a fruit It's outrageous looking for Gabbio It's contagious making plans to go looking for Gabbio Hard times and the street is what he knows Gabby is a soldier living in the ghetto In a rubbish heap, want food to eat Anything goes when you livin on da street Gun shots make other youth fall Feel you're bad but you can't kill dem all Through tribulation he still stand tall Gabby know soon will be the final call Hacking a taxi brings a tear to an eye Of who wanted it all but now needs to get high Down on the corner in a bridesmaid's gown Shattered and shivering and going to town to see this... Salt stained shirt, leather pants & a tie Sunbleached hair and a bottle of rye But we got cheaper and better from a guy I know That's why I'm making plans to go Looking for Gabbio