Punk
In the city of angels, they grow up fast and the pavement is a cold magnet, hungry for fresh new action.
A drunked hood puts on a horny show in the back of a bar. Two cops drop off a perp to the pen, then drop two loads all over the back of the squad car. While the thug turns punk real quick in a bunk-rocking three-way.
It's Jim Steel's "Punk"...Where men are men and meat is meat. And the difference on the street is a thin blue line.
In the City of Angels, they grow up fast and the pavement is a cold magnet, hungry for fresh new action. A drunken hood puts on a horny show in the back of a bar. Two cops drop off a perp to the pen, then drop two loads all over the back of the squad car. While the thug turns punk real quick, in a bunk-rocking three-way. It`s Jim Steel`s PUNK. Where men are men and meat is meat. And the difference on the street is a thin blue line.