Jalopy Style Lyrics - Mobile Estates - Citizen King

Jalopy style 

There's a spit shine avalanche headin' one way 

Headed toward the light bright alley way 

The beard blew off the dandelion face 

And left a 24-karat button in its place 

The chain steering wheel boomerangs from the junkyard 

Hard rolling but rolling on the real hard turf 

Or for what it's worth, another dent for another tent 

So I'm going down jalopy style 

If I'm going down, I roll the fur dice 

Playing with the lowlife, I travel light, I travel proud 

And when I rock the box, I rock the box loud 

Bumping and rolling, no stopping for red now 

Wheeling and dealing, just stretching the bread now 

I'm hatchin' the gold mine, spreading the fever 

Take it all over jalopy style, jalopy style 

Got the rumble seat bleach with the ruckus on ready 

Givin' him the finger with a beep like Jerry 

Takin' the trip, hit bricks with the sticks 

On the macrame heyday seven mile itch 

The whitewalls hit the deck from bionic 

On the low-fi jeep beat sonic turf for what it's worth 

For what it's worth 

Bumping and rolling, no stopping for red now 

Wheeling and dealing, just stretching the bread now 

I'm hatchin' the gold mine, spreading the fever 

Take it all over jalopy style, jalopy style 

I'm fixing this mix up from bumper to beat 

Just rollin' on, just rollin' on 

Kalaka my way down on Nickel Bag Street 

Just rollin' on, jalopy style 

Bumping and rolling, no stopping for red now 

Wheeling and dealing, just stretching the bread now 

I'm hatchin' the gold mine, spreading the fever 

Take it all over jalopy style, jalopy style 

Jalopy style