DIVE - ¡MAYDAY!, Stevie Stone

My momma always said when you wanna get live

You head for the place with a different vibe

The characters are strange and they’re sticky inside

She said son sometimes you just gotta dive

Step inside the door and the feeling is tampered

No windows, darker than a goth chick’s hamper

I break the ice fast with a beer and a sampler

And plus two smart shots call 'em Harvard and Stanford

«I guess I’ll start a tab»

'Cause you know that a bar bag

And only drink my way a step short of the barf bag

The wallpaper’s peeling and the toilet’s a car crash

I’m here to party all that into the starmax

Where everybody know your name

But couldn’t care less if you came

Buy another round, try to keep 'em all entertained

These my people now here me out this where I’m raised

And if you can’t hold your liquor better watch what you say

Ain’t no bouncers in the house but if you’re with me I’m save

If you want some cheap whiskey it’s a matter of taste

I got a future so vintage but I ain’t out of place

Go 'head and finish that bottle baby don’t be ashamed

It’s all good

We all gon' do what we do

And if you halfway lucky you can

G-get your jukebox open let that song go through

Think I’mma need another shot or actually more like two

We dive in

Uh huh

Leggo

One more drink (just can’t leave)

Feels like home (just can’t sleep)

No dress code (just ain’t me)

So if you out come looking you know where I be

Dive

Talking to a lady hit the bar as a has-been

Been coming here since disco was known to get mad spins

She even said that back then

She carried a MAC-10

And fucked Hugh Hefner one Summer in Aspen

Keep the shots coming love the cheaper than Napster

Came here for the people and the vibe spectacular

Morse code mayhem, first class rap star

Chilling in the bar 'bout the size of a cram car

«Ey you stepping on my foot»

But we don’t get hyphy

Last thing we need is to die untimely

I keep on drinking 'til the sky turns lightly

And even with my shades off I can’t find me

They say my momma raised a bad man

'Cause ain’t no church for me on Sundays

Slept outside and woke up trying to sunbathe

I lost my mind somewhere in the smoke haze

Last thing I remember I was sipping at a slow pace

One eye open at our favourite spot

I could tell you where it is but then I’d need a new one

Your ass ain’t been there drinking Jack on the rocks

'Cause this a whole different monster than what come up the block

Homie it’s heaven for real to watch where you sit

Ain’t no happy hour specials or a cocktail list

I know you probably here thinking that the place ain’t shit

But there’s no spot I’d rather sit in when I got to re-hit

Dive in

Uh huh

Leggo

One more drink (just can’t leave)

Feels like home (just can’t sleep)

No dress code (just ain’t me)

So if you out come looking you know where I be

Dive