My friends and I used to go downtown Driving all around, we wouldn't get far Up and down Prospect Street Pretty funny name considering the beat Pimpin' beat got punched out On the pavement by the shoes Of worn-out whores and aging shits Feeling the usual blues ♪ We'd hail 'em down just to ask the time Figuring our lives had no reason or rhyme What did we have? Time on our hands To walk the same streets with no better reason Pimpin' beat got punched out On the pavement by the shoes Of worn-out whores and aging shits Feeling the usual blues Get, get outta my way They'd scream, "Get outta my way!" Get, get outta my way Alright ♪ Our folks gave us money to be teenagers Johns gave 'em cash for sexual favors We came from the suburbs, probably go back We all end up lyin' on our backs Pimpin' beat got punched out On the pavement by the shoes Of worn-out whores and aging shits Feeling the usual blues Get, get outta my way They'd scream, "Get outta my way!" Get, get outta my way Get out, man ♪ Pimpin' beat got punched out On the pavement by the shoes Of worn-out whores and aging shits Feeling the usual blues Get, get outta my way They'd scream, "Get outta my way!" Yeah, get outta my way Yeah Yeah