Hoover Street Lyrics

A frail hooker, holding her carnal walls

Gleaming sky scraper bunker he looked down

Laugh hysterically and then he spread around

On Hoover Street, then he must be alone

The precious little, the kid cashed/cast the woes

Of a ? girl she kind of made you spill

Her brother Mario got shot 4 times in da head

Now see poor Mario, he caught a hot one

Through the lung, now he's done so God bless the man

And the cocaine moves too fast through their system

Like a river forever winding

To the last party of the under/loner class

? distance just a bunch of kids who don't wanna finish last

Now see the market place has changed the weight of the scale

You either get out and die or go to jail

And your best intentions splinter and frail/fail

And a few weeks of promises and attempts fail

It's a glass-pipe murder

Glass-pipe murder

Oh yeah

Glass-pipe murder

It's a glass-pipe murder

Oh yeah!!!

(Oh yeah!!!)

(Oh yeah!!!)

(Oh yeah!!!)

They kick a bottle of beer and a letter
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Simple (sip of?) things made Mario feel better

You see it falls on you and it falls on me

Self-annihilation, catastrophe

Two packs of cigarettes

For two dollars and seventy cents and a

Bottle of wine that's been opened

And he said, "Why do I do this?"

A shiver through his body like a bottle of CC

Not encouraging reality or me

He said, "It's who I am baby, back to it."

Off the deep end the record changed

You see, no one stood up and cheered for him

Everyone sat down with something that happened

Began... to happen

It's an old school dorm mystery

And the handcuffs bleed...

It's a glass-pipe murder

Glass-pipe murder

Oh yeah

Glass-pipe murder

It's a glass-pipe murder

Oh yeah!!!

(Oh yeah!!!)

(Oh yeah!!!)

(Oh yeah!!!)

Who was the killer?... it's in the...

Rancid Hoover Street