Back on the street
sobota, Styczeń 21st, 2012
They tell me I've paid back the debt I owed Forty-four months since the slammer door closed They give me a suit and put me back on the road And my thoughts are racing... They tell me I've paid back the debt I owed Forty-four months since the slammer door closed They give me a suit and put me back on the road And my thoughts are racing Where do I go? What am I supposed to live on? What happens when the twenty-five dollars is gone? That leaves me lots of time to wonder why I was born But the countdown is on Everybody's dancing The music sounds entrancing But you can't find the beat It's the ticking of a thousand human time bombs Who… Read More