Sickos - Harlem Shakes

Welcome back to your sweet city

the wind sticks in your face when you’re at home

a hundred old lovers talking by themseleves keep me company while I’m home

getting high amidst these free skies like,

way back in the day

remember when you said that if I’d stay you’d always stay

getting high amdist these free skies like,

way back in the day

if there’s a bomb in your just throw it

if the guns to hard just run

This place is filled with sickos!

This place is filled with sickos!

Westcoast kids they are so mellow

I’d always stand out like a sore thumb

Southern girls they’re oh so sensitive

Midwesterner with his wife make me feel numb