Espen Lind - The Last Day of My Life lyrics

Owee-yeah Los Angeles, At the corner of sunset and fairfax, Walking west Ah, I love the smell of violence in the evening I just got my grand wake up call 7 PM I woke up with a gun in my right hand And so I'm like "what" Though at this point I suppose Someone could be f**ing with me Or else I'm really gone this time Damn crystals God I hate that neon sign Let's see Virgin records George Micheal Mariah Car...iah Yeah what's this then Tony Bennett! He makes pop records too now Aw this is too f**ing much! Hey Mr. truck driver Don't dim those f**ing headlights goddamit! You're making me very nervous here Don't hunk at me man I'll f**ing have you k**ed! Stupid motherf**er What's happening to me I used to be cool Now I'm like a f**ing alarm clock or something Not sure exactly what's going on But I'll tell you this much I think we're looking at the last day of my life On the strip, Outside St. Francis hotel Oooaaaww hey Wa hee Sunshine boy on the run tonight This definitely is white boy day Damn I feel good Well lookee here Now this is a cla**y place Very nice Le Mondrian And them latino backslapping a**kissing bell boys outside Well, you can have anyone for a fiver and a smile in Hollywood Why y'all running, ha? Haven't you you seen a semi-desperate guy With a loaded piece before him Elvis? Elvis! Elvis f**ing Presley!! Well get the f**...well, for crying out loud! Oh man... Hey look I just want you to know Elvis That I never believed that whole FBI bullsh** about you Y'know f** that! Hey folks say hi to elvis! Whaddya mean they can't see you Elvis you're making me very very nervous now Yeah Elvis baby I need some a**istance here man I got these voices in my head right I keep saying I'm funky They keep saying I'm dead Y'know what I'm saying Yeah "You the next time little f**er in line, white boy!" Yeah that's what they say swear to god They're everywhere man Them mothers trace my narrow a** That's for damn sure I'm so f**ed I got this sinking feeling That what we're dealing with here man Is the last day... of my life On the strip between la Cienega and San Vicente, Walking past the dozen or so pavement restaurants Where the rich and famous gather During those Hollywood afternoons Say Elvis what's with the NBC car and the cameras and stuff Hey it's Leno doing a piece for the Tonight Show Oh man this could be my break Hey Jay over here No here Jay! Jay! Jay you can't just drive off like tha... Oh f**! Now what are y'all lookin at! Don't you rich people have f**ing jobs or something It's disgusting You disgust...your happiness disgusts me alright f** What about me, huh huh How come I ain't get no royalties I need new pair of...well pretty much everything, you know Now don't you be pointing at me s**er Hey man you see this Hehehehe Ooeee Nice piece huh sh** Hey where them sirens coming from Ah I get it I get it You rich motherf**ers out to get me huh Why d'ya turn on me I shoulda been one of you Shoulda been in a tarantino movie Y'hear I know all the lines man Aw, now, you're all making me very very nervous Well who da f** needs you any damned way Come here girl Yeah you blondie You and I are gonna take a walk Huhehehe Shut up! Oh Ah, meet my good friend Mr.Elvis Yeah Ah sh... Well, I got a dozen voices in my head I'd like to introduce you to as well girl But there's just no time 'cos I'm walking on a line With my eyes closed Afraid to peek and find out That I'm looking at the last day of my life On the corner of sunset and horn avenue, Right outside Spago's Now, whaddaya think Elvis, ha Is the night getting dark fast (...) Hey Mr. f**ing Spago D'ya have a table for me and my parter here Mr. Elvis See Elvis I'm about the only motherf**er Who ain't been in there Now sh** where are all them cops come from huh Now I don't mind saying That this is making me very very nervous What's that officer "Put the gun down and let the girl go" Uh-hu-hu No officer I really don't think so See 'cos I'm a bad motherf**er Heyo b**h check out this poem huh I just made it Goes like this 3...4 "You people never treated me right So I'm gonna make a stand tonight I'll place a bullet in the b**h's head And after I've made sure she's dead Then I'll lay me down to sleep And I'll pray the lord my soul to keep And if I shoud die before I wake Then y'all say that kid sure was a flake" ( gunshot ) Aah come on b**h Smile I just made you live forever Oh, Elvis my man I guess this is the end of the road Now we gonna ride into the sunset So let's go No no no Age before beauty, I insist Too bad I never married And got myself a wife So she could be here now to witness The last day huh of my life Huhuhuhu (...) And as the sun sets in the west, I bid you all a fine farewell Yippe-kay-yeah motherf**ers! Alright Elvis, saddle up the horses ( gunshot ) ( news voice ) Thank you for letting me go Thank you for letting me know What it is that I missed But lord I'm not pissed No I'm not pissed Oh no I'm not pissed I'm not pissed