Verse: D C Bb G White Stones, Queens 1974 D C Bb G Fathers talking shit motherfucker slam the door D C Bb G Hittinʼ the streets runninʼ can I take it any more F A In the reins of the trains I cuddle on the floor D C Bb G Well the park bench, door and sleeping here for free D C Bb G Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery D C Bb G Set yourself up from innocence to misery F A Oh if this is what you want not the way of what they fucking Chorus: D C Say (say) Yeah (yeah) G A D C Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA-A G A Sidney Sidney in the USA Verse: Lower east side 1976 Whoʼs got the dope and whoʼs turning tricks Should I call a user all for a fix Rippin off some lady just to avoid from gettin sick D C Bb G But a life runs low when you got no where to go D C Bb G What the fuck happens to your soul when your low D C Bb G Is he cominʼ over is he cominʼ home F A Oh mommaʼs disappointed waiting by the phone Chorus: D C Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) G A D C Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA-A G A Sidney Sidney in the USA C G x3 F A C G x3 F A Verse: D C Bb G Same fuckinʼ shit 1998 D C Bb G Lifting bait, and motherfuckers that he hates D C Bb G Hit some fucking people by the Kennedy strait F A Whoʼs got the bag gonna seal his fate? D C Bb G Well the park bench, door sleeping here for free D C Bb G Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery D C Bb G Set yourself up for manifested misery F A Well this is what you want not the way they fucking Chorus: D C Say (say) Yeah (yeah) G A D C Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA-A G A Sidney Sidney in the USA D C Bb G D
