Rodeo - Mickey Avalon

Six in the morning and I’m still up

Gripped the 9 mm underneath the pillow

'Cause these days I’m on the run from my demons

The red and the green ones

Somethings never gonna make sense

I stay bent like a monkey wrench

Fixing the pipes in your kitchen

Cornflakes style while your bitch do the dishes

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Smoking dust on the bus up to Oakland

Yo bitch, I don’t know who wrote this

I’m possessed, by dopeness

Stole this, drunk and homeless

No bitch but at least my flows sick

Open 24/7

Smoking dope with the devil in heaven

Giddy-up, giddy-up

Welcome to the rodeo show

Giddy-up, giddy-up

Welcome to the rodeo show

Said I was a one-trick pony, well they was right

They pay me to blow me by the night

Don Juan Dohini, remember me?

Shaking my zucchini off the balcony

At the hotel don’t tell all night

Can’t seem to OD, but I tried

You don’t know me, let’s ride

Tight ass Levi’s, snake inside

Mama let it all hang out, it’s midnight

Mama let it all hang out, let’s get right

Mama let’s cut the drama and fuck

'Cause I don’t wanna see you crying no more

Giddy-up, giddy-up

Welcome to the rodeo show

Giddy-up, giddy-up

Welcome to the rodeo show

See me on the scene looking like James Dean

What’s your problem?

What’s your problem?

Beat me to the beat but you ain’t as fresh as me

What’s your problem?

What’s your problem?

Giddy-up, giddy-up

Welcome to the rodeo show

Giddy-up, giddy-up

Welcome to the rodeo show

Giddy-up, giddy-up

Welcome to the rodeo show

Giddy-up, giddy-up

Welcome to the rodeo show