Lyrics Kentucky Avenue - Laurika Rauch

Eddie Grace's Buick got 4 bullet holes in the side
Charlie Delisle is sittin' at the top of an avocado tree
Mrs Storm'll stab you with a steak knife
If you step on her lawn
I got a half pack of Lucky Strikes man,
So come along with me

Let's fill our pockets with macadamia nuts
Then go over to Bobby Goodmans's
And jump off the roof
Beulah plays strip poker while her mama's 'cross the street
Joey Navinsky says she put her tongue
In his mouth

Dicky Faulkner's got a switchblade
And some gooseneck risers
That eucalyptus is a hunchback
There's a wind up from the south
So let me tie you up with kite string
And I'll show you the scabs on my knee
Watch out for broken glass, put your shoes and socks on
And come along with me

Let's follow that fire truck,
I think your house is burning down
Then go down to the hobo jungle
And kill some rattlesnakes with a trowel
Then we'll break all the windows
In the old Anderson place
And we'll steal a bunch of Boysen pies and
Smear 'em on your face

I'll get a dollar from my mama's purse
And buy that scull and crossbones ring
And you can wear it round your neck
On an old piece of string

Then we'll spit on Ronnie Arnold
And flip him the bird
And slash the tires on the school bus
Now don't say a word
I'll take a rusty nail and scratch your initials in my arm
And I'll show you how to sneak up on the roof of the drugstore

I'll take the spokes from your wheel chair
And a magpie's wings
And I'll tie 'em to your shoulders and your feet
I'll steal a hacksaw from my dad
Cut the braces off your legs
And we'll bury them tonight out in the cornfield

Just put a church key in your pocket
We'll hop that freight train in the hall
And we'll slide all the way down the drain
To New Orleans in the fall