Before the pistol crack spins me out sideways Like the sharp hard hit of a car crash in a dream There's kids on the corner wanna Beat-box my brains to bits You can't cut creed clean Things ain't black or white like they seem
Rave down, hit the ground
4 AM all night hell gas station Before we cruise off to the beach Where the breeze blows easy and slow We hung tight all night and no gig to go to There could be something happenin' here But there's just no place to go Your town ain't lively up no more Rave Down
Deep hot sun burns through the city Yeah, they're havin' to peel The pedestrians off the walls Ex-cop 'round the block Rockin' chair, suckin' beer He blasts flies with his gun Because swatting's no fun Your town ain't hypin' up no more Rave down Rave down, hit the ground