Lyrics - Paroles de chansons

The evening began as a positive swaret and my abode was 4-2-0 G
But little did I know that in the very next apartment there'd be trouble on the brew for me!
Ubiquitous I wish I could be because the clock cuts short my own day!
One hundred things to do before I rest my sore ass upon the cushion that supports my array!
Can this be ?
Trouble!!!
So if I may, slip you a tip
You'd best stay away from 4-2-1
Trouble!!!
So get high the green way
So get by the green way... yes!
I knocked upon their door in hopes of bidding them their welcome and instead I was caught by an eye.
His pupil was wide open kinda like a liquor barn at 3:00.
It was indoubadoubly dose derived
It was then that they took me and shined their light between my eyes.
He said "What are ya new ?
Why are you here ? What's the catch ?
Why not explain in clear ? Why you're peakin around ?!
I wish I could've just kept to my own.
My hospitality has been too well spent and I've paid my rent!
I should've kept my thoughts, on who might've been inside so that my mind could sit and delude my pride!
I beg my common sense to keep my neighbor out away from my front door until I find a way to hide myself from those in 4-2-1... one
One away from the good one.