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That Handsome Devil

Hoodlum

 

Hoodlum

(album: Your Parents Are Sellouts - 2021)


School brought out a violent streak
In the office a couple times a week
Emotional, got flustered every time he tried to speak
When things at home are tough
You can't contextualize the meaning
So to exercise your demons
Sometimes you jeopardize your freedom

Well, we hang out on the corners like some fucking street signs
And when we pose in pictures we don't make no peace signs
Well, we hang out on them corners like some fucking street signs
We knew we wouldn't live forever but we would be fine

Well, you got yourself a new gun
(Got yourself a new gun)
But you swore you'd never shoot one
(Swore you'd never shoot one)
Now they calling you a hoodlum
(Calling you a hoodlum)
Somebody fired some shots, somebody called the cops
Now you're just another kid in a box

The young bloods all got something to prove
And nothing to lose
The OGs all got something to lose
And nothing to prove
Well, the young bloods all got something to prove
And nothing to lose
And the OGs all got something to lose
And nothing to prove

Well, we hang out on the corners like some fucking street signs
And when we pose in pictures we don't make no peace signs
Well, we hang out on them corners like some fucking street signs
We knew we wouldn't live forever but we would be fine

Well, you got yourself a new gun
(Got yourself a new gun)
But you swore you'd never shoot one
(Swore you'd never shoot one)
Now they calling you a hoodlum
(Calling you a hoodlum)
Somebody fired some shots, somebody called the cops
Now you're just another kid in a box

Hold your tongue or hold your gun
Shoot off your mouth but never loaded one
Hold your tongue or hold your gun
Shoot off your mouth but never loaded one

Well, you got yourself a new gun
(Got yourself a new gun)
But you swore you'd never shoot one
(Swore you'd never shoot one)
Now they calling you a hoodlum
(Calling you a hoodlum)
Somebody fired some shots, somebody called the cops
Now you're just another kid in a box

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