The evening began as a positive swaret
And my abode was 4-2-0 G
But little did I know that in the very next apartment
There´d be trouble on the brew for me!
Ubiquitous I wish I could be
Because the clock cuts short my own day!
One hundred things to do before I rest my sore ass
Upon the cushion that supports my array!
Can this be?
Trouble!!!
So if I may, slip you a tip
You´d best stay away from 4-2-1
Trouble!!!
So get high the green way
So get by the green way...yes!
I knocked upon their door
In hopes of bidding them their welcome
And instead I was caught by an eye
His pupil was wide open
Kinda like a liquor barn at 3:00
It was indoubadoubly dose derived
It was then that they took me
And shined their light between my eyes
He said "What are ya new?
Why are you here? What´s the catch?
Why not explain in clear? Why you´re peakin around?!"
I wish I could´ve just kept to my own
My hospitality has been too well spent and I´ve paid my rent!
I should´ve kept my thoughts, on who might´ve been inside
So that my mind could sit and delude my pride!
I beg my common sense to keep my
Neighbor out away from my front door
Until I find a way
To hide myself from those in 4-2-1.......one
...One away from the good one