College Strip Daydream Massacre Video (MV)

Cotton spun horses out of old Napoli
Streets of sangria and cheap pino gris
Then bro yo bro

Rosaries hangin' from a sinner again
Gucci sunglasses with a satanic tan
She says bro yo bro

Chain-smoking babies
Baby-faced wannabes
Comparing themselves
To the powers that be
Maybe tonight we'll see Drake eat for free
On the College strip

Flies in the basement
With the thawing squid
Upstairs the sharks are all
Circling the kids
They say bro so cute bro

Vietnamese gamblers flipping
Bland pizza pies
I'm drinking the bar
Trying to turn a blurred eye
But oh bro oh bro

Corona buckets of Catholic guilt
Tribal tattoos on the fancifully built
Maybe tonight we'll see Drake rep the six
On the College strip

These standards of beauty
Just aren't adding up
Who got the shiniest stuff?
Where is my baby?
Am I losing touch?
Should I just loosen up?

Downtown Kingston
Is where she must be
That's what I've always believed
Where is my baby
Am I losing touch
Should I just make her up?

There's a vacancy
Every time of year round here
Rosecourt motel
And on a letter left
Inside a bag of rez cigarettes
Hope you're swell
I'm living in hell
Somewhere strange beyond well
And rested

It's a predilection
For having no desire or place
Rosecourt motel
You can dial a bottle
Or order up some Sasha Grey
But you can't fool the past
And you won't get it back
Miles away from last
Chances

OMG bro it's a daydream again
And nobody knows where my baby has been
Maybe tonight her and Drake took a spin
On the College strip
But all that I want is tomorrow
To bring me some other trip