Apocalypse Hoboken
Smoker's Cough
You're getting old, your gums are bleeding You're feeling down, your hair's receding Oh NO! A bitter man who's got no one to call his own A prisoner without a home to call a home Up against a wall his vices have rendered him unable He drinks away another day just to fell a little stable Drink away your life Beating up your wife The kids don't come home anymore Coughing up your life Cheating on your wife The kids don't come home anymore
From Letras Mania