Lirik Lagu Where The Bottles Break - John Gorka
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
I walk where the bottles breakAnd the blacktop still comes back for moreI walk where the bottles breakAnd the blacktop still comes back
I live where the neighbors yellAnd their music comes up through the floorI live where the neighbors yellAnd their music wakes me up
Life beyond the playground fenceIs serious as basketballLife beyond the playground fenceIs serious
Four blocks from the steel mill blastsI paint my claim up on the wallFour blocks from the steel mill blastsI paint my claim
From my end of the southside dragIt's a common thought to call the copsFurther west it's been gentrifiedThey turned biker bars into flower shops
I kind of miss those Harley guysWho rarely did a body harmThey mostly liked to drink and shoutAnd flash the pictures on their arms
It happens when the money comeThe wild and poor get pushed asideIt happens when the money comeThe poor get pushedThe buyers come from somewhere elseAnd raise the rent so you can't hideThe buyers come from out of stateAnd they raise the rent
Buy low sell highYou get rich and you still dieMoney talks and people jumpAsk how high low-life Donald what's-his-nameAnd who caresI don't wanna know what his girlfriend doesn't wearIt's a shame that the people at workWanna hear about this kind of jerk
These people aren't saintsNo people just areThey wanna feel like they countThey wanna ride in their own carPeople aren't saintsNo people just areThey wanna feel like they countThey wanna ride in their own car
I just wanna make enoughTo buy this town and keep it roughI just wanna make enoughTo buy this town
Buy low sell highYou get rich and you still dieMoney talks and people jumpAsk how high low-life Donald what's-his-nameI walk where the bottles breakAnd
I live where the neighbors yellAnd their music comes up through the floorI live where the neighbors yellAnd their music wakes me up
Life beyond the playground fenceIs serious as basketballLife beyond the playground fenceIs serious
Four blocks from the steel mill blastsI paint my claim up on the wallFour blocks from the steel mill blastsI paint my claim
From my end of the southside dragIt's a common thought to call the copsFurther west it's been gentrifiedThey turned biker bars into flower shops
I kind of miss those Harley guysWho rarely did a body harmThey mostly liked to drink and shoutAnd flash the pictures on their arms
It happens when the money comeThe wild and poor get pushed asideIt happens when the money comeThe poor get pushedThe buyers come from somewhere elseAnd raise the rent so you can't hideThe buyers come from out of stateAnd they raise the rent
Buy low sell highYou get rich and you still dieMoney talks and people jumpAsk how high low-life Donald what's-his-nameAnd who caresI don't wanna know what his girlfriend doesn't wearIt's a shame that the people at workWanna hear about this kind of jerk
These people aren't saintsNo people just areThey wanna feel like they countThey wanna ride in their own carPeople aren't saintsNo people just areThey wanna feel like they countThey wanna ride in their own car
I just wanna make enoughTo buy this town and keep it roughI just wanna make enoughTo buy this town
Buy low sell highYou get rich and you still dieMoney talks and people jumpAsk how high low-life Donald what's-his-nameI walk where the bottles breakAnd
