Текст песни «Corey Smith - Broken Record»

Into the city, I'm runnin' on fumes
Late for the downbeat but I'm on my way
I got no money just a trunk full of strings
A backseat full of Peavey PA
Beats diggin' ditches, workin' for my dad
But it's not what I thought it would be
The entertainment gets no love from the girls
And I can't even drink there for free

A man in the corner easy to ignore
Yeah Im a, I'm a broken record on a moonlight tour
I sell my soul to keep on singin' along
In come the money and out goes a song

Into a truck stop somewhere North Carolina
Get out, you better stretch while you can
Theres no more stopping untill we reach the show
Oh man whats that smell in the van
It aint a good life but its our life to live
One hangover to the next
If theres a castle for a king of gold
Lord knows I aint found it yet

A man in a box takes a caller at the door
Yeah Im a, I'm a broken record on the nightclub tour
I think its workin cuz theyre singin' along
In come the money and out goes the song
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Into the city, now I travel in style
Three buses and four transfer trucks
The paparazzis always harassing me
Yeah Im a star now but I feel like Im stuck

A man on the edge, now I cant be ignored
Yeah Im a, Im a broken record on a stadium tour
I keep trying to figure where it all went wrong
Income the money and out goes a song
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