Street Clothes

Tempt Me

A touch of hunger Makes your belly ache
A hint of black rain Dampens the landscape
A touch of evil In your perfect face
There’s cyanide In the birthday cake

And You tempt me
I had a brilliant dream
That I swore you sent me
But it’s empty
I had a perfect dream that i swore you sent me

Pan left and reveal
A scene I'd surely steal
And You Make me squeal
Like a reel to reel
And it’s all too real...

There’s so much beauty In this ugly place
Sing my dirge To a sexy bass
Drunk on wine made from your Sour grapes
And the arsenic Has a pretty lace.

In life we carry on
But in dreams we get it on...

We’re Back…

Leaner, Meaner and risen from the Ether. Street Clothes is back and we mean Business (Clothes)

Thw time has finally come. We’re Bringing Back the Guillotine!

More details to come. We are going bring the walls down. And you’ll dance like it’s Nineteen Ninety -end of the fu***ng world! ❤️