This is a song about "The 1920s"

I don’t care where ya are

Down the street to the car,

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Endless the days, forever the nights,

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Where the fuck the chorus

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Duck duck, say goose

Saw the bombs on the news

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,