Met at the Echo
Slick in your nice clothes
I could hear you sayin'
That you got some real good dro
One foot out the door
Night is getting hazy
That's when the waves hit me
Barefoot on Silverlake concrete
Though I'm surrounded
No one is watching me
Talk about the stars
Wonder who we are
I heard some girl saying
That her mom's an LA punk
And she used to be friends
With the singer of Germs
Take her home
Take it slow
Stone cold and staring, tearing
But I take off all my clothes
While she's laughing
That's when the waves hit me
Barefoot on Silverlake concrete
Though I'm surrounded
No one is watching me
Gamma Bros Video (MV)
Performed By: The Miracals
Written by: John Peter Gudenzi, William Timothy George Sturgeon, Mark Alan Edwards, Juan Antonio Uribe
The Miracals - Gamma Bros Lyrics
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Met at the Echo
Slick in your nice clothes
I could hear you sayin'
That you got some real good dro
One foot out the door
Night is getting hazy
That's when the waves hit me
Barefoot on Silverlake concrete
Though I'm surrounded
No one is watching me
Talk about the stars
Wonder who we are
I heard some girl saying
That her mom's an LA punk
And she used to be friends
With the singer of Germs
Take her home
Take it slow
Stone cold and staring, tearing
But I take off all my clothes
While she's laughing
That's when the waves hit me
Barefoot on Silverlake concrete
Though I'm surrounded
No one is watching me
Slick in your nice clothes
I could hear you sayin'
That you got some real good dro
One foot out the door
Night is getting hazy
That's when the waves hit me
Barefoot on Silverlake concrete
Though I'm surrounded
No one is watching me
Talk about the stars
Wonder who we are
I heard some girl saying
That her mom's an LA punk
And she used to be friends
With the singer of Germs
Take her home
Take it slow
Stone cold and staring, tearing
But I take off all my clothes
While she's laughing
That's when the waves hit me
Barefoot on Silverlake concrete
Though I'm surrounded
No one is watching me
Writer: John Peter Gudenzi, William Timothy George Sturgeon, Mark Alan Edwards, Juan Antonio Uribe
Copyright: Lyrics © ANGRY MOB MUSIC LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © ANGRY MOB MUSIC LLC