The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
For my people in the front (front)
In the nosebleed section (section)
This is for the heads that's loving the mix
My people in the front, all covered in spit
Batters in the box (uh), Suffa to pitch(what)
Hilltop Hoods, all up in this bitch
And we the funk leaders, punks you can't beat us
We bump and pump meters, we drunk you chumps need us
So jump with us, down in the front entrance (if it's your flavor)
Your flavor, come get drunk with us (woo!)
This life turned out nothing like
I had planned (why not?)
By now I should've had some land
Some money in my hand, 'round about fifty grand
But I got nothing (nothin'), I write rhymes on the bus
I keep suffering (sufferin), fuck the lines of the dust
You keep sniffing, that shit is for the punk hoes (whoa!)
This shit is for my bros, my people in the front row
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know,
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how, check it out)
I got hip-hop taste buds
I wanna hear that bass when I make love
Wanna hear some lyrics when I wake up
Write rhymes to get me through a break up, bitch!
Rather whiskey straight, no chaser
Went through fifty breaks, no flavor
Till I found this one, and made the
Bass hook with the drum, my savior
This is the comeback, tongue that's sharp like a thumbtack
It's so tight James is saying give my funk back
One track, eight track, a-dat, residual
Noise, band funk that we claim with the digital
Toys I'm the Apache, you're failing to match me
Throw your hands in the air like you're hailing a taxi
And move to the funk flow, you stepping, are you drunk bro?
This is for my peeps and the freaks in the front row
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
People don't complain if Suffa's in here,
And you're in the front row, all covered in beer
And club owners don't say "the place is wrecked, it's your fault" (uh huh)
If the roof is on fire it's an electrical fault
Man I bet you all bolt, when I bring it live
Like Friday night footy, in my hoodie can hide I
Get live on the breaks son, like pace one
Lads, if you're heading to the bar grab your mates one
Ladies come chill, come rock with me honey
I got like half a mill in monopoly money
There's no stopping me honey, so you can take my hand
We can lay on the beach and count grains of sand
Or take a plane to Japan, and drink sake with mafia
Fly to Libya for some Bacardi with Qaddafi a
Dinner date, followed by a funk show
We'll rip off our tops and jump around in the front row
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
Look me here, and I'm all yours, not for the money
And it's not for the applause, no
Oh no no no (It's for the nosebleed section)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
In the nosebleed section (section)
This is for the heads that's loving the mix
My people in the front, all covered in spit
Batters in the box (uh), Suffa to pitch(what)
Hilltop Hoods, all up in this bitch
And we the funk leaders, punks you can't beat us
We bump and pump meters, we drunk you chumps need us
So jump with us, down in the front entrance (if it's your flavor)
Your flavor, come get drunk with us (woo!)
This life turned out nothing like
I had planned (why not?)
By now I should've had some land
Some money in my hand, 'round about fifty grand
But I got nothing (nothin'), I write rhymes on the bus
I keep suffering (sufferin), fuck the lines of the dust
You keep sniffing, that shit is for the punk hoes (whoa!)
This shit is for my bros, my people in the front row
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know,
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how, check it out)
I got hip-hop taste buds
I wanna hear that bass when I make love
Wanna hear some lyrics when I wake up
Write rhymes to get me through a break up, bitch!
Rather whiskey straight, no chaser
Went through fifty breaks, no flavor
Till I found this one, and made the
Bass hook with the drum, my savior
This is the comeback, tongue that's sharp like a thumbtack
It's so tight James is saying give my funk back
One track, eight track, a-dat, residual
Noise, band funk that we claim with the digital
Toys I'm the Apache, you're failing to match me
Throw your hands in the air like you're hailing a taxi
And move to the funk flow, you stepping, are you drunk bro?
This is for my peeps and the freaks in the front row
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
People don't complain if Suffa's in here,
And you're in the front row, all covered in beer
And club owners don't say "the place is wrecked, it's your fault" (uh huh)
If the roof is on fire it's an electrical fault
Man I bet you all bolt, when I bring it live
Like Friday night footy, in my hoodie can hide I
Get live on the breaks son, like pace one
Lads, if you're heading to the bar grab your mates one
Ladies come chill, come rock with me honey
I got like half a mill in monopoly money
There's no stopping me honey, so you can take my hand
We can lay on the beach and count grains of sand
Or take a plane to Japan, and drink sake with mafia
Fly to Libya for some Bacardi with Qaddafi a
Dinner date, followed by a funk show
We'll rip off our tops and jump around in the front row
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
Look me here, and I'm all yours, not for the money
And it's not for the applause, no
Oh no no no (It's for the nosebleed section)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
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