Testo Down On Freestreet - The Hellacopters
Testo della canzone Down On Freestreet (The Hellacopters), tratta dall'album By The Grace Of God
Down on Free Street buried six feet down
In a one-horse carefully loved door town
Yeah, where no one ever comes around
There ain't nothing there to be found
An eye for an eye, a pound for a pound
Balled up yet minimal, built up by criminal hands
And to the republic it's sick for which it stands
There's a man on Desolation Row
Reaping proof that someone else has sown
And a prime-time appearance on a television show
You know the sheep are riven with disease
And I'm down on bending knees
The tumor's spreading oh so fast
The remedy will never last
The die's been cast and the deadline's passed
There's a crying beholder but no one told her why
Just wrapped up in plastic, conveniently elastic lies
I got my radio on
It's playing that same old stupid song
Over and over for much too long
I've got to turn that damn thing down
I've got to turn that damn thing down
I've got to turn that damn thing down
I've got to turn that damn thing down
I've got to turn that damn thing down
I've got to turn that damn thing down
I've got to turn that damn thing down
I've got to turn that damn thing, turn that damn thing
Turn that damn thing down
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Dahlquist, Niklas Anders Andersson, Anders Lindstrom, Robert Matz Eriksson, Kenny Dick Hakansson
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