Patrick Park - Sons of guns

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Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives.
Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides.
Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes.
They can t pull the weight, because it s heavy as sin,
And they can t see the trouble were in. That angry fool wind
Is going to blow again,
So hang on with all your might.
That hard stabbing pain,
Will always feel the same,
There s nothing you can do to fight.

Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives.
Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides.
Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes.
They can t pull the weight, because it s heavy as sin,
And they can t see the trouble were in.

That angry fool wind
Is going to blow again,
So hang on with all your might.
That hard stabbing pain,
Will always feel the same,
There s nothing you can do to fight.

Inne utwory

  • Past poisons
  • Life is a song
  • Arrive like a whisper
  • Thunderbolt
  • Honest skrew
  • Bullets by the door
  • Time for moving on
  • Saint with a Fever
  • Here we are
  • Stay with me tomorrow
  • Something pretty
  • Home for now
  • Silver girl
  • Losowe utwory

    A drinking song

    (In the Grande Style)

    Look at you
    You disgust me
    Giving me no more respect
    Than the images on your TV

    Well, I have a wish for you
    Yes, I have a wish for you

    May all your mornings be bright
    And may all your wool stockings fit a little too tight
    May alarms that sounds on the cars...

    Mine

    It Doesn t Hurt Me When You Pull My
    Strings... My Purse, My Heart, Guitar
    And Everything. These Demands Are Slowly
    Turning Me Into Something of a Tragedy /
    Charity.
    My House Is Your House, My Life Is
    Mine. My Car Is Your Car But My Mind
    Is Mine, All Mine. This Is Where I Draw
    The Line...

    No reality

    All turning back to your life all in vain all coming back here to me all in
    vain all knowing all innocence all in vain
    all giving all suffering all in vain
    here love is all you need
    keep hearing your inner voice only dear keep...

    Xmas at the Drugstore

    Hope you have a cool Christmas
    And a good new year
    No we don t ever stop and take the time
    Just to be...
    Happy as a Christmas doll
    Uh-uh oo-oo!
    Hanging on a Christmas Tree
    Uh-uh oo-oo!
    Happy just be with...

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