Song for America
Kansas lyrics
Kansas lyrics
"Lonely Street Lyrics"
Urgent Need To Kill Lyrics
I am sickened by sub-humans The twats i see everyday Pathetic fucking lowlives Living their meaningless lives Hatred grows only stronger As these years are passing by
Sometimes when I'm walking down this lonely street,
Well, it sure don't seem like twenty years,
Since I went walking down this lonely street
And the smell of perfumed ladies filled the air
This street ain't got no name, dead end is in the river,
And I lived where I hated life day by day,
There wasn't nothing I could do to shake a cold night shiver,
'Cause to move
Gambling is bad luck down on Lonely Street
And it sure ain't no place to be when a man gets sore
You know I killed a man and I paid all I can,
With twenty years on a chain gang,
For the flesh and the blood on that jailhouse floor
Sometimes when I'm walking down this lonely street
I get caught up in a dream that won't let me
And as the bright lights flash up and down this lonely street
My mind rolls back the years long time ago
I see my baby stumblin' around with tears in her eyes
And as I reach out for her she falls on the floor
She mumbles through bloody lips about a bad man, robber, raper,
And in my gut I know I got one to score
The word was comin' down, down on Lonely Street
I am sickened by sub-humans The twats i see everyday Pathetic fucking lowlives Living their meaningless lives Hatred grows only stronger As these years are passing by
Sometimes when I'm walking down this lonely street,
Well, it sure don't seem like twenty years,
Since I went walking down this lonely street
And the smell of perfumed ladies filled the air
This street ain't got no name, dead end is in the river,
And I lived where I hated life day by day,
There wasn't nothing I could do to shake a cold night shiver,
'Cause to move
You Take Me Higher (Hillsong) Lyrics
I remember the first time Your love reached deep Into my world You read me Like an open book You took all the pieces And made my life complete In Yo
up Lonely Street you had to have some sayI remember the first time Your love reached deep Into my world You read me Like an open book You took all the pieces And made my life complete In Yo
Gambling is bad luck down on Lonely Street
And it sure ain't no place to be when a man gets sore
You know I killed a man and I paid all I can,
With twenty years on a chain gang,
For the flesh and the blood on that jailhouse floor
Sometimes when I'm walking down this lonely street
I get caught up in a dream that won't let me
DO RE MI Lyrics
(Woody Guthrie) (G) - (C) - (G7) - (D) - (D7) - (Bm) - (Em) (G) Lots of folks back east they say (C) Leaving home most every day (D7) Beating the hot old dusty way
o(Woody Guthrie) (G) - (C) - (G7) - (D) - (D7) - (Bm) - (Em) (G) Lots of folks back east they say (C) Leaving home most every day (D7) Beating the hot old dusty way
And as the bright lights flash up and down this lonely street
My mind rolls back the years long time ago
I see my baby stumblin' around with tears in her eyes
And as I reach out for her she falls on the floor
She mumbles through bloody lips about a bad man, robber, raper,
And in my gut I know I got one to score
The word was comin' down, down on Lonely Street
Going Down Slow Lyrics
(J. Oden) well i've had my fun if i don't get well no more well i've had my fun if i don't get well no more yeah my head is spinning
That the bad man was a dead man if he crossed my trail
Every night I'd walk up and down this Lonely Street
I get stinkin' drunk, and always in jail,
One night they threw me in with a man they called the mangler
He was caught on the street makin' some old whore,
I remember he was quite proud of that,
So half-crazed I shot him,
And I cried in the blood on that jailhouse floor
(J. Oden) well i've had my fun if i don't get well no more well i've had my fun if i don't get well no more yeah my head is spinning
That the bad man was a dead man if he crossed my trail
Every night I'd walk up and down this Lonely Street
I get stinkin' drunk, and always in jail,
One night they threw me in with a man they called the mangler
He was caught on the street makin' some old whore,
I remember he was quite proud of that,
So half-crazed I shot him,
And I cried in the blood on that jailhouse floor