Front Street - Live

"If you're not on your worst behavior, get the fuck out!"

[Verse 1]
I’m in a meat-pack plant by the gutterside
A slaughterhouse apartment with a slice of lime
I’m cruisin’ with the bruisers, boozin’, I’ll be a suitor, losing my mind
Because there’s nothing to find
The fetid stench of bad intentions hangs in the sweat
I’m in a sauna hot with trauma(?), oh, tryin’ to forget
All the masochistic rapture missteps
Imminent pleasure’s ready to cut to the bone

[Pre-Chorus]
You said, “Let loose,” but now you’re lost
While I tied my boots with a tightrope noose
The problem chased the taste of the cause
And the evidence supports the truth, is 80 enough proof for you?

[Chorus]
Here’s to my lady, and I’m coming inside
Drink to me, baby, and what’s left of what’s right
It’s easier to use and lose than never to have used you
On a fucked up Saturday night
Good times on Front Street

[Verse 2]
Loose lips sink ships, but captain, will you go down?
I said float your boat until overboard and hoping to drown
Tell me what prevented you from coming downtown alone
Because we know you’re not afraid
This chastity is Greek to me, the meat is still fresh
The gnashing teeth will masticate the bone from the flesh
Since nobody will tell me where these bastards go, I’ll see for myself
I think they might go to hell

[Pre-Chorus]
You said, “Let loose,” but now you’re lost
While I tied my boots like a tightrope noose
The problem chased the taste of the cause
And the evidence supports the truth, is 80 enough proof for you?

[Chorus]
Here’s to my lady, and I’m coming inside
Drink to me, baby, and what’s left of what’s right
It’s easier to use and lose than never to have used you
On a fucked up Saturday night
Good times on Front Street

"Make some fucking noise, you fucking scumbags!"
"Give me some of that osmosis!"
"Is this shit enough proof for you?"

[Chorus]
Here’s to my lady, and I’m coming inside
Drink to me, baby, and what’s left of what’s right
It’s easier to use and lose than never to have used you
On a fucked up Saturday night

"Give us all osmosis! Give us all that fucking osmosis! Oh, yeah!"

[Outro]
Always a good time
Last call for morals, better cover your drink
Sodom and Gomorrah'd, let it go down the sink
"Sing it with me, you fuckers!"
Last call for morals, better cover your drink, oh
Sodom and Gomorrah'd, let it go down the sink

Last call for morals, better cover your drink
Sodom and Gomorrah'd, let it go down the sink
Last call for morals, better cover your drink
Good times on Front Street

(I trusted you, I trusted you!
I trusted you, I trusted you!
I trusted you, I trusted you!
I trusted you, I trusted you!)