Wrong Side
If you pass by the liquor store
Take that bottle of old 64
A pack of smoke for my lungs mellow
But don't walk the wrong side of the road
I was one of them, once before
But it's not the case son, anymore
Don't walk the wrong side, that's for sure
If you make a stop at the liquor store
I met your grandma at the liquor store
One of these days in 54
After I asked her for a last reload
I took the wrong side of the road
I know what you think
There's no such a thing
As swimming the wrong side of the stream
You think that you know
But you don't wanna go
With a bunch of guys with a cool logo
That makes you lobotomy loco
I was a fool looking for a goal
I took the wrong side of the road
A bunch of guys with a red logo
Enrolling the poor souls down below
I was a fool to enroll
So many crimes I can't recall
I married your grandma on a sparkling night
During the summer of 55
She dedicated her soul to our family
I was giving it all to my gang's party
I know what you think
There's no such a thing
As swimming the wrong side of the stream
You think that you know
But you don't wanna go
With a bunch of guys with a party logo
That makes you lobotomy loco
In hatred, oh there is nothing to be found
So don't go messing around
Oh don't go messing around
You've got to know
In hatred, oh there is nothing to be found
So don't go messing around
Oh don't go messing around
You've got to know
In hatred, oh there is nothing to be found
So don't go messing around
Oh don't go messing around
And around-round
I finally got away from this fucking blitz
During the summer of 66
My boom just blown up like a thunderstorm
When my baby girl, your mam, was born
I know what you think
There's no such a thing
As listening to the old man of the kin
You think that you know
But you don't wanna go
With a bunch of pams in a crappy pogo
On the wrong side of the road!
(Don't walk the wrong side of the road)
Writer/s: Francois Eric Charon
