Club Down

Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down
 Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down
 Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down
 Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down
 The schoolyard reeks of sewage, broken pipes, broken promise
 The thin man staggers lucid for this time of night
 Drying vomit dangles from the beard, step, mumble, shuffle, trip
 But the trajectory is clear, he's headed for the covered steps
 Tut, tut, it looks like rain
 He remembers A. A. Milne each time the sky is this kind of grey
 That or his favorite film, Gene Kelly
 Leaping Technicolor through the fray and feeling glorious
 The story is an allegory for his days, but night is coming now
 Vials snap, aluminum sounds
 Fibers slap as drops descend on tall cans
 It's all hands on deck to chase the pain away
 Dealers rockin' parkas with plenty pockets for product
 The money, horrors, the logic and babies holler from colic
 The symphony is tectonic, it shifts as the Earth is settlin'
 Precious metals are mined
 And a million minds have been meddlin' with time
 In the hopes of getting a golden noose for the neck
 Golden goose from a fairy tale, shittin' Fabergé eggs
 Here snitches shit bricks, then quick to talk Pig Latin
 That black dart too slick for that kid tappin' a window
 While lookin' over his shoulder, stop lookin' over your shoulder
 You're never caught from behind as long as you keep movin' forward
 They long for the sleep like they mortal, these zombies
 But they got this portal in their minds
 And the molecules get rewired every trip they takin' through time
 And they trippin' nightly, the blacks of the eyes igniting
 The pits in the backyard biting, the cats in the trashcan fighting
 The feeling of guns pealing like bells in a telltale reeling
 Of bodies losing they feeling and falling down and the ceiling
 Is black from the smoke that's rising, the scent is just so enticing
 Descent is a small price for the right to live out your vices, now
 Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down
 Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down
 And every night after the club it goes down
 Plenty, plenty, mo' rounds, bodies, bodies on the ground
 On Broadway or Main Street they all stumble out
 To a dozen pairs of hands pullin' bottles from they mouths
 Hotties hardly walk now, everybody passed out
 In the backseat of the taxi, so they never heard a sound
 It's the city and the city and you only see one
 And it all looked pretty when it all begun
 But the shit has got to balance on the barrel of a gun
 All the money in the world ain't gonna stop none of
 That gangsta shit, that gangsta shit
 The whole world lovin' that gangsta shit
 Can't change this shit, it's dangerous
 But it really ain't nuttin' to a gangsta
 Bitch, what you know about that? Don't act like a newbie
 New D boys get jacked, what you need is a New Jack Swing
 And a new truly discerning taste for the base, like a foodie
 Harmony's cruelly high when it's on his step
 Stepped on dope is a safety net
 And the dope fiends cry but they don't regret
 Everyone get high, go out 'til they
 Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down
 Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down
 Why you fightin' all the shit that make the world go 'round?
 World go 'round, world, world go 'round
 Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down
 Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down
 Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down
 Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down
 It's the city and the city and you only see one
 And it all looked pretty when it all begun
 But the shit has got to balance on the barrel of a gun
 All the money in the world ain't gonna stop none of
 That gangsta shit, that gangsta shit
 The whole world lovin' that gangsta shit
 Can't change this shit, it's dangerous
 But it really ain't nuttin' to a gangsta
 Got the twenties and the fifties wrapped up under all the ones
 Two for twenty, five for fifty, you could move a couple tons
 You could put it in the blood or you could put it in the lungs
 But, whatever you cough up, remember that it all begun with
 That gangsta shit, that gangsta shit
 The whole world lovin' that gangsta shit
 Can't change this shit, it's dangerous
 But it really ain't nuttin' to a gangsta