Song Description
A little durge about party culture in the big city.
| Song Length |
3:19 |
Genre |
Rock - Alternative |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
There's a place way down inside, where the good and the wretched go to hide. There's beams on the ceilings and lights in the stairs, a million suprises for those who dare.
Chorus:
BRING IT ON DOWN,
BRING IT ON DOWN,
BRING IT ALL DOWN
It's Mayhem
Kill me softly, she said to me,, and all of the galleons turned to see. There's blood in the ballroom and questioning eyes, a million suprises for those who try.
CHORUS
"Jimmie's on crack and I don't care, Jimmie's on crack and I don't care, Jimmie's on crack and I don't care, he's going home to Jesus.
Peter-Peter-sterno-eater, drinking gin by the liter, did some crack, a little smack, he's going home to Jesus..."
Rats in the corner, lost control, feeding frenzy till they're full , concepts indescribable, what's a Mother to do?
Girls on the dance floor, caution red, lights and sound get to head, a man could surely wind up dead and there's so much more to come...