Royalty On Summer St.

Feeling so cold With no one to hold A little nighttime reminder of war One punch now I'm on the floor Guess I should've known You gotta know The 20th century Like the steps on Summer St. Oh, it's made for me Or its make believe Bloomberg says, we got the swing It's the big time story of a lifetime Without the bright eyes Why mellow down Fucked around and got a hundred thou Yeah! A ceiling with no View, can take hold A little lifetime reminder to know One bump always turns into forty Guess I should've known Like Charles Dow "Don't know what simple means" In the 21st century Well now this little ones grown Gonna take on the world on my own Move that train We got the payoff It's the comeback story of a lifetime Without the hard times To mellow down Reached the top why would I look down? Yeah? Woo! We're fucked Good fight Let's embrace the stubble, one more time Burn the praise We're on the way home It's the whole damn story of my lifetime Without the dry eyes We mellowed out, and I forgot what to write about, damn…