Letra de How joey got his groove back

I have written a tragedy down below where the pretty boys come to die. Although, I´m spitting phrases of nothing to save myself the embarrassment of apology. The caption read, "Danger" silly boy, "You´ve got to know when to stop." It´s just life lessons disguised as defeat.

Dear God, it´s happened again. It´s a chemical war. A stagnant bore. Compensates for the marathon of a weekly routine, these bones can´t take much more.

Not quite a tragedy. Vacant streets, ninety-degree heat and this time I´ve caught fate by the wings and if she screams it´s curtains for the dead. This town is on fire and I´m on the hills smiling and laughing knowing that my life has just begun.