30 Days In The Hole Lyrics

30 Days In The Hole lyrics

All right, all right, all right

She called up an old friend

Talk'n bout black Lebabese

A dirty room with a silver coke spoon

Give me my relief ... come on



Black Napolese

It got ya weak in your knees

They're gonna sieze some dust

That you got bust on

You know its hard to believe



30 days in the hole

30 days in the hole ... ahwoo

30 days in the hole (that's what they gave me)

30 days in the hole



New castle brown

I'm tellin' ya - can sure smack you down

Ya take a greasy whore in a rolling dance floor

Got your head spinnin' round

You know you jailhouse bound



If ya live on the road

Well there's a new highway code

Ya take the urban noise

And some terrible poison

Gonna lesson your load