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Child Vigilante Lyrics


Fieldy's Dreams Child Vigilante

When the sun goes down, out come the freaks
Destructive little punk, breaking everything I see
Creep in your house, and I'll piss on your couch
Tag all your walls, tear the heads of your daughter's dolls
Shave your cat's back is a must
Then I'll wipe my ass with your favorite tooth brush
Erase all the numbers on your cellie phone
On my way out, toilet paper your home
Shit in a bag, light it on fire
You open the door there's a bad on fire
Stomp out the flames, dookie on your feet
It's all fun and games

Don't scruba dub dub,cuz a I shit in your tub
I'm not a thief or a thug, I'll take a giggle and I laugh
Leave your house trashed, Fieldog is the one who gets the last laugh

The freaks come out at night
We ain't out to kill, we don't want to fight
The freaks come out at night
Right from wrong, wrong from right
The freaks come out at night
Breaking all the rules, this probably why were not right
The freaks come out at night
We do it for the thrill, to excite up our life
Trash can full of piss, leaned against your door
Ding dong bitch, ain't that a bitch
You got piss on your floor, haha
We like to take from the rich, and give to the poor
Throw your cat in the pool, put your dog in a tree
Acting a fool, stupid as can be
Breaking all the rules, child vigilante
Meet me after school, but keep it low key
Gotta play cool, got a fat sack of weed
Lets get high so we can act dumb
Got a brand new baby gun, I'm a go hide
When someone walks by, shoot em in the bum
Dumb as can be, always on the run
Trying to have fun, child vigilante
There goes the neighborhood, all because of me
Don't know what to say, but fun is for me

The freaks come out at night
We ain't out to kill, we don't want to fight
The freaks come out at night
Right from wrong, wrong from right
The freaks come out at night
Breaking all the rules, this probably why were not right
The freaks come out at night
We do it for the thrill, to excite up our life
My mom and dads gone, pull out the bong
Turn that shit up, Fieldy's dreams
That shit is the bomb, I'm gunna get high
But my mom thinks it's wrong
But my mom is gone, and my dad's at work
So I'm out for the night, being a neighborhood jerk
Back out on the street, backpack full of treats
Someone's gunna get burnt , stuff a frog full of fire crackers
Put em on your door step
You open the door it smells like chicken breast
Drive by shooting, that's not for me
But I'll drive by, and egg your car
Now that's just funny, haha
If I get caught, I'll say it wasn't me
Pouring salt on snails, shooting birds out of trees
This ain't no fairy tale, this is just me
The shit that I did, child vigilante

The freaks come out at night
We ain't out to kill, we don't want to fight
The freaks come out at night
Right from wrong, wrong from right
The freaks come out at night
Breaking all the rules, this probably why were not right
The freaks come out at night
We do it for the thrill, to excite up our life
The freaks come out at night
(the freaks, the freaks, the freaks, the freaks, the freaks, the freaks)
We ain't out to kill, we don't want to fight
The freaks come out at night
Right from wrong, wrong from right
The freaks come out at night
(the freaks, the freaks, the freaks, the freaks, the freaks, the freaks)
Breaking all the rules, this probably why were not right
The freaks come out at night
We do it for the thrill, to excite up our life
Oo-wat-ah-a


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