Westside

Way down in the westside
It's so blue
So we're gonna light it up
When skies don't glow

Way down in the westside
It's so blue
So we're gonna hang it up
And dry its soul

Leaves from the stolen ground
And number one felons
Rolling up the town
Said they need this stormy home
Warning of their call had come
After the tone

Well I'm, way Down in the Westside
It's so blue
So we're gonna light it up
When skies don't glow

Way down in the westside
It's so blue
So we're gonna hang it up
And dry its soul

Please don't slow me down
Mighty like Mo Ali in the final round
Beg and plead for better goals
Instead I'm threading flowers
In the bullet holes

And I'm two toned
And road grown
In a cell with a view
Until I heave- ho
And let go
I'll be lighting the fuse

Well I'm two toned
And road grown
In a cell with a view
Until I heave ho
And let go
I'll be lighting the fuse

Way down in the westside
It's so blue
So we're gonna light it up
When skies don't glow

Way down in the westside
It's so blue
So we're gonna hang it up
And dry its soul

Way down in the westside
It's so blue
So we're gonna light it up
When skies don't glow

Way down in the westside
It's so blue
So we're gonna hang it up
And dry its soul