Letras:
Park Ave

It's a life, working lanes with his wife Hand in hand, they both work at the alley With an arcade in the back Where the young are the restless on the

December snapshots, entire list Endless new years, every day I kiss the empty with memories The naked sky timeless holds me alone, I'll wait Violent

I sit here patiently, I'm waiting for another pose Looking straight at the camera But she doesn't know what it's for But she smiles anyway She starts

One more set baby, you'll survive Just play guitar, don't look them in the eye They're all here to see you tonight Such expectations impress the writers

She sits and stares into her mixed drink Telling everyone she's right, well, she's right I've tried enough on getting over this Just to end up in this

wanna ride hot whips, huh Same one that ain't really got shit, huh She want her hair done, then get her nails done Go to Fifth Ave, just to shop for Shanell

that stands over his grave to this day! HEY So if your visitin our city and your sittin pretty on duce tres or duce fours watch where you park your whip

I Tick And I Tock And I Can't Stop With The Body Rock See I've Got Heart Like John Starks Hittin' Mad Sparks Pass Me The Mic And I'll Be Rockin' The Whole Park

some talkin' While the people dig us wonderin' what we're puttin' down While we, happy as we can be, glide on Takin' life in stride up to Murphy Park