Broken Inn (The)
Babant
Wake up now, I'm on the doormatShe's telling me she's got too much back fatOn the move now, no time to chit chatWho's got the moneySeems like another storm's a brewinKeep away before you turn to ruinAha baby why don't you turn your shoes inYou seem like a good girlWe laughed all night until the sun came upWiped the sleep away until we all gave upBeen around for a few to say you've got a new pupWhat's the use, what's the use?No reason for the sky that seems to listenNo reason for the rain that pleads forgivenAnd who knows what else can come during the nightThe dragonfly rested on my hand is livin'Used to ride, just a ride now we all make upAll these lies that we like to say, shape upOur lives are in a canteen job fake upyou think you're tough, you think you're toughCalm down for a minute just to talk about All these things that they like to say to make you shoutCome and find me in the seeds if you please time's outGet off of your chair it's time to make out
From Letras Mania