Skid Row - Livin on a chain gang

Tekst :

Turn on the TV, cause I got nowhere to go
Seems that there s a little trouble down in Mexico
A 13-year-old boy robs a store so he can eat
And they got him doing time while killers walk the streets

A hungry politician is the wolf that s at the door
Hell-bent on submission and feedin on the poor
We could stare into the sun if we would open up our eyes
But we paint ourselves into a corner colored in white lies

Busted on the rockpile, getting dusted in the heat
Shackled to the system, and draggin my feet

CHORUS
I m riding on a breakdown
Another whiteknuckled shakedown
Feels like I m livin on a chain gang
I m riding on a breakdown
A suicidal shakedown
Feels like I m on a chain gang

A con man s intuition can wash your sins away
Send your contribution and he ll save your soul today
What can he know, has he been through hell and back
He takes the cash and drives it home in a brand new Cadillac

Spitting at the guard dog, burning in his wicked deal
Screamin down the railroad with no one at the wheel

CHORUS

Faith healin superstition
Cold-blooded criminal mind
Getting off on high position
Hey brother can you spare a dime
To get me off this slaughter line

CHORUS

Inne utwory

  • In the darkened room
  • Sweet little sister
  • Forever
  • Thick is the skin
  • Cats in the cradle
  • Into another
  • Down from underground
  • Medicine jar
  • Get the fuck out
  • Breakin down
  • Ghost
  • Blitzkrieg bop
  • Here i am
  • Bonehead
  • Iron will
  • See you around
  • My enemy
  • Losowe utwory

    Wolfpack

    To their own shore came the world war
    Gleaves and Ingham
    Leading the bury west

    Took the short way in
    The long route back convoy 92
    Bury Gleaves and Ingham leading
    Tankers to the west
    And upon the north atlantic
    Lies the silence of the seas
    On a quiet night in the darkest hour
    The kriegsmarine appear

    Above the surface it...

    Turn the beat around

    Chorus:
    Turn the beat around
    Love to hear the percussion
    Turn it upside down
    Love to hear the percussion
    Love to hear it

    Blow horns you sure sound pretty
    Your violins keep movin to the nitty gritty
    When you hear the scratch of the guitars scratchin
    Then you ll know that rhythm carries all the action, so
    Woah...

    Gypsy road

    I used to be now I m not what you see, Lord I try
    And now it seems all those dreams have come true, but they re passing me by
    Some fast talkin mama for a dollar put a smile on my face
    I m drivin all night
    I end up in...

    Guilty

    Yeah baby, I ve been drinking, and I shouldn t come by I know
    But I found myself in trouble darling, and I had nowhere else to go

    Got some whiskey from a bar man, got some cocaine from a friend
    I just had to keep...

    B boys will b boys

    [Mos Def]
    Yo yo, yo, whassup, yo yo
    Yo yo, we gonna, we gonna slow it down
    so we can speed it up y all
    Right now I want everybody come to the front
    That s right, move forward
    I want all the poppers...