Here's a new idea, I've got news for you:
There's no free rides tonight


If you're strapped for cash, I've got a job for you:
My boots need shining son


Sit down, shut up
Oh, where do we begin?
The streets are full of anything you want


The city lies inviting you right in
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid


You can put your hands up
I love girls with Brooklyn haircuts

I'll be your fanclub
Step, step-- you're too slow
Speed it up


Here's your new position:
There's no need for you to waiti in line tonight at Misshapes


What's up? Where's your dancing shoes?
The kiddies get it on


All you wanted, I got
It would have never been enough for you anyway

Godspeed to finish what you started
There's no competition because you're not even in my league.
Fall into slow step, speed it up.


You can throw your fangs up