Rubble Bucket - Down in the Yards lyrics

Takes all the lives of the liars up in Babylon Armed with the knives fall in stride can't put troubles on Yield all the sins up the ante with bad company Those who escape party down in the yards Greets all the stings with good smiles of triumphancy Turnstile gates flip and smash smoke to red Inside the rust there's a gushing love Into the night The ones who choose to defy Going to find a party Down in the yards, down in the yards We don't need anything It isn't what we use to get down anyway When they say go away Go away, get on down to the yards (Radios, dancing hoes, twisted clowns, paper crowns, radios) Amidst all the fires people dance with their bodies off Floating away on a trip so divine Radios play through their ears bursting ecstasy Those who escape party down in the yards Wooooo oo oo ooh (chorus)