Testo Hobroken Dreams - U.S. Bombs
Testo della canzone Hobroken Dreams (U.S. Bombs), tratta dall'album The World
Brought up as peasants
At the bottom of the hill
Hope broken is the only view
A mouth of rubber pollen
The factory whistle blows
Twice every day
Smoke stacks make the sky black
I'm sick, I can hardly see
I ain't gonna waste away
Priceless day pay
Townfolk look like zombies
I gotta break away
Got no welcome mat
You leave, no coming back
Wasn't the first or last
To take the same old crap
This town, no one leaves
This town, no one sleeps
So uptight, no one breathes
This town ain't for me
Don't give me your lip
Cause I quit the hometown
If that's all there is
I'll keep it for yourself
So I've had a lot
Of unsteady jobs
I've had enough
Another day's too much
Gonna pack it up
Cause I'm city bound
Got stuff I can clean up
Going to the coast
Got no welcome mat
You leave, no coming back
Wasn't the first or last
To take the same old crap
This town, no one leaves
This town, no one sleeps
So uptight, no one breathes
This town ain't for me
A broken nightmare
Used to be a dream
A broken nightmare
Gotta break free
Credits
Writer(s): Philip Parris Lynott, Brian Michael Downey, Eric Bell
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