Kasey Anderson
Hometown Boys
He's standing 'neath your windowReading lovesick poemsLike somebody diedAnd made him Leonard CohenBattered heartHangin' on his sleeveMakin' every little promiseThat you'll never believeYou said, "give it a restIf you got any prideYou're just another roundIn a losin' fightIt don't take nothin' but a mouthTo make a lot of noiseI'm gettin' real sick and tiredOf hometown boys"Another Indian summerAnd you're staying out lateAnd living on moneyYour grandaddy madeWaking up in the gutterEvery Friday nightA little bit soreBut you're feeling alrightAfter a whileLetras de cancionesHot blood runs coldAnd fuckin' upStarts gettin' real oldAnd you find yourself rememberingYour mama's voice"you better stay clearOf hometown boys"Well, you been around and you had a little funComes a time you gotta cut and runBetter get out nowHoney, you ain't that youngAnymoreLately you've been thinkingAbout leaving townIt just ain't the sameSince your bar shut downYou just holed up insideKept everything shutAnd started hanging up picturesOf the places you loveThings are changingThat ain't hard to seeMaybe it's timeYou take it out eastWell you might get lonesomeFor the local noiseBut you won't miss a thingAbout the hometown boys
From Letras Mania