Fast Talk Lyrics - Houses

Me and my best friends, cruising down West End Street 

Hiding from cops and driving circles around the block all week 

Now, all of my friends died 

Out on West End Street 

They say we're born to die young, but we're just tryin' to live in peace 

So maybe heaven is a ghetto with no bad blocks 

Shangri-La dealers at the bus stops 

And maybe God is just a cop that we can fast talk 

So if you're guilty and you know it, put your hands up 

'Cause karma's just a different word for bad luck 

And what if death is just another pair of handcuffs? 

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Then we'd better run 

Then we'd better run 

All of our friends went crazy on LSD 

Sailing their cars through the big bright city streets 

And everyone who knows our name 

Says that we ain't ever gonna change 

They say we're born to die young, but we're tryin' to find a better way 

They say we're born to die young, but we're tryin' to find a better way 

Maybe heaven is a ghetto with no bad blocks 

Shangri-La dealers at the bus stops 

And maybe God is just a cop that we can fast talk 

So if you're guilty and you know it, put your hands up 

'Cause karma's just a different word for bad luck 

And what if death is just another pair of handcuffs? 

Then we'd better run 

Then we'd better run 

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(What up?) 

(Hey, what's up man?) 

(I'm just sittin' at [?]) 

([?] gonna be thirty two years old Tomorrow) 

(And I feel) 

(Half completely alive, then half completely dead) 

Hope and we pray 

Day after day 

They say we're born to die young, but we're gonna find a better way 

Hope and we pray 

Day after day 

They say we're born to die young, but we're gonna find a better way 

So maybe heaven is a ghetto with no bad blocks 

Shangri-La dealers at the bus stop 

And maybe God is just a cop that we can fast talk 

So if you're guilty and you know it, put your hands up 

'Cause karma's just a different word for bad luck 

And what if death is just another pair of handcuffs? 

Then we'd better run 

Then we'd better run 

Then we'd better run