Lyrics

Always coming up with the craziest schemes
Pulling off things that nobody believes
Smoking cigarettes wearing wife beater T's
Coming to your house and haunting all your dreams

Out on the boardwalk doing what they please
Lurking in the shadows and crawling up the eves
With pistols in their pockets and cards up their sleeves
Running from the cops like a fucking disease

Living on their feet and dying on their knees
Always taking things all the way to the extremes
Tearing down walls with a group of refugees
Yelling out RIOT and causing stampedes