Lyrics Cyanide and Silicone – Ivy-a-Go-Go

Ivy-a-Go-Go Lyrics – Cyanide and Silicone

Singer: Cyanide and Silicone
Title: Ivy-a-Go-Go

Go, go, go, go, go big dancers
Silver dress, fishnets are the answers
Shaking all that #ss on stage, get paid
With their hundred dollar bills tucked into they waist

Aw sh#t, yeah I’m living in my hay-day
What’s a pay day? Throw money at the AK
Roll around in a beat down Cutlass
Did a burnout made your girl need a Tuck’s strip

My shack makes a good time twisted
Red lights like Starsky and Hutch
Got a sign on the back, you can look but can’t touch
Often, vigilante in the Crossfit

Brian got the V.I.P. we’re the boss, b#tch
Jump around silly off-stage to the mosh-pit
Vixen walked in like Farrah Fawcett
Fishnets, cigarеttes, and liquor on the house

Uh, I rеally got my nuts out
Putting gravy on your b#tch with her butt out
Working at the Joe Shack is a hoot
Getting funky with the slack jawed hookers in the black boots

Ian’s getting with a Go-Go dancer
He told her that he had about a week left of cancer
If you wonder if the Jack is your answer
Just stick your #ss up and you’ll c#m in your ranchers

Really, slip and slag jazz on the ceiling
Got the disco ball but the paint coat’s peeling
Hair-line thinning, gold dust on my waist-line
Window’s tinted, bathroom snorting paint lines

Dale’s got the cake knife, good clean fun
And she don’t got the #ss for the pants but she needs one
Head on, apply directly to the forehead
Pull the black Cutlass up to your doorstep

Fishnets, cigarettes, and liquor on the house
Move around to the beat, nomadic baby
Smoke poison ivy everyday, it’s still a habit for me
I don’t take dances if you look like a cabbage lady

Trunk full of old pre-rolls and my baggage, baby
Mustache in my boxers
I don’t watch cop shows, I just go out and stop robbers
Oakley shades on an all black chopper

Woke up fading a box of Gobstoppers
She c#ck slopping Knobgobbler
Nose muffins, I’m a coke-headed monster
With four heads and I own a Go-Go themed shed

Or a shack, either way I get head and slap asses
I feel like a grindhouse film to the masses
The media see me and Dale as the kingpins
b#tches see me and Dale every weekend

Mid-class dreaming, fishnets till I’m seasick
Fishnets, cigarettes, and liquor on the house
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