Pavement Palette - Behind the Library on 37th Street Lyrics

He's a legend, he's a myth
Yet a man and his name is Biff
We meet behind the library on 37th street
The cash and stash is ready but then a girl with black lipstick walks in on us and I say

Buying, I am not buying
I am not buying hardcore drugs

Well, you can guess how that turned out
She didn't seem convinced that I wasn't the satan's son
It could've been real fear, it could've been paranoia
But her eyes screamed, get this
Her eyes screamed, get this

Buying, I am not buying
I am not buying into that, son

And so we went running, we go running
We go running, for our lives
Evenings, f*cking evenings
F*cking evenings in this town

Psychos never rest