Lyrics Golden Mastodons - In The Line

The poet used to be a baby face good.

But now you're the poet and you always shine
Rebel with your motorcycle action!
And of times you come and you walk
Through the big apple
No tie and shiny

Oh baby face good.

And now you're the finer and you speculate
Captivating those pretty little women
Anytime, your friend at anytime
Unnecessary lady trends and stormy situation

Oh baby face bad.

You spoke and the people exploded
Then everybody dance, dance taking our control
Yeah, I know and you know
Then everybody bang bang taking our control
You spoke and the people exploded
Then everybody dance, dance just waiting for the rock'n'roll

But now you're the poet and you always shine
Rebel with your motorcycle action!
And of times you come and you walk
Through the big apple
No tie and winey

Baby face bad, baby face good
Baby face bad, baby face...

And actually muchacho-o
We're your contradiction
You have a shimmer shiny shoes.