Rebel meets rebel n.y.c. streets lyrics

[Spoken]



DAVID ALLAN COE



I thought what was cool, was... uh, rockin' Rita

looking for a Dimebag, like, people who don't

know who you are think it's some chick lookin'

for dope.



DIMEBAG

Exaclty.



DAVID ALLAN COE

*laughs*



DIMEBAG

You know it's all about the lyrics.



DAVID ALLAN COE

You know what I mean?



DIMEBAG

Yeah, man.



DAVID ALLAN COE

Yeah, I hear ya.



DIMEBAG

Here we go...



[sung]



Cowboy junkies on the radio

Singin' some ol' funky tune

Time to change the station

He says: Stop the car

Let me out



I say hey, dude

What's that all about

The artist formally known as

Man, that's insane

Purple Rain, hey dude

Cut me some slack

What's his real name



Bridge, man



New York City streets

Horns blowin'

I don't care

People goin' God knows where



Freaks on the corner

Hair dyed blue

Lookin' at me

But I'm lookin' at you



I wonder

What am I doin' here

What am I doin' here



Whiskey signs

Fashion in my mind

Time to get loaded

And get out of this town



Pantera on the Marquee

Better stay one more day

Iron Maiden, Mot?ad

Fuck, heavy metal ain't dead



Hey dude

What's that you said

Rockin' Rita

Lookin' for a Dimebag

What's up with that dude

Ah, turn the music up

Turn the music up



Go to the bridge, now



New York City streets

Horns blowin'

I don't care

People goin' God knows where

I don't care



Freaks on the corner

Hair dyed blue

Lookin' at me

And I'm lookin' at you



What am I doin' here

God, what am I doin' here

You say your name is



[spoken]



Hey dude, check it out. I got this tape by some

friends of mine, called Punk Jack. Ey, good, you

gotta hear these guys. They ain't got no record

deal. What difference does that make? You don't

need a record deal, motherfucker - listen to the

music, dude.



Fuckin' A, dude