Jump Street - Live Version

Dawn came sneaking
 Like a skinny snake
 The harder they go
 The harder I ache
 Get so high
 Got so low
 Somebody tell me
 'Bout this debt I owe
 West side bomber
 Looked like a comer
 Looked like I'll be back at school
 Put two on the nose
 And look how she goes
 Little trained squeeze
 Look like a fool
 Rock on.
 And I'm gone
 Stone gone
 Said you can forget about me
 And I'm gone
 Stone gone
 Working girls
 Just tryin to get ahead
 Somebody's bound
 To end up dead
 And honey
 You better stop coming down on me
 On me
 Stop
 Jump Street
 Sally comes creeping
 At the break of dawn
 Can't figure out
 Whose side I'm on
 Bomber comes back
 Like a ringin' a bell
 Knows a good thing
 And she knows it well
 Well enough best left alone
 Wish your mamma
 Had kept you at home
 Wish your mamma
 Had kept the evidence
 Worryin' about the Feds
 Has crucified me for dead
 She wish I was dead
 Well I wish I was dead
 But I'm gone
 Stone gone
 As gone as I can be
 And I'm gone
 So gone
 Don't look much
 Like a Saturday night
 Honey
 Don't look for those flashing lights
 But baby
 You'd better stop coming down on me
 Stop coming down on me
 I don't need it
 Stop coming down. on me
 OW!
 Jump Street
 And I'm gone
 Stone gone
 You can forget about me yeah
 I'm gone
 Stone gone
 So long
 Workin girls
 Just tryin' to get ahead
 Somebody's bound
 To end up dead
 Honey
 You better stop comin' down on me
 Stop your comin' down
 Stop comin' down on me yeah
 Stop comin' down on me
 Look out funk...
 Jump Street... etc