Rollin' with my brothers
On the streets of broken hearts
When the boys break out the bottle, that's when the
trouble starts
Straight chrome reflecting the summer scene
So much tequila I can't taste it
I hear the drums on the wind as we roll away
What you wanna do ?
I want to ride and kick it with my homies
What you wanna do ?
I got more chrome than Toni Iommy
On a psychedelic highway - as the room begins to spin
Got the MC rollin' numbers, let the Guru in !
Strange angels all around us asking if we want more
Hey look I gotta get outta here - if I could only find
the door
What you wanna do ?
I want to ride and kick it with my homies
What you wanna do ?
I got more chrome than Toni Iommy