Text: Pavement. Wowee Zowee. Extradition.

The expedition has fifty goes, forty roses I neglect
Make you way, wa-wa-way, way far away
Where you stay, where you play
Where do you play?

Can you say what you need
When you really need it? Are you gonna feel it?
Lady I know, know, know you don't
No prices for your petty, petty, petty crime


If I should function two layer under

Around the circle luxury is so tough
So toughen up, toughen up I'm a toughen up
Tonight we interact like separate worlds
Spoken variants you hurl, saw you hurl