Тексты песен «Citizen King»

this is the place you face the music i demonstrate an altered state with the blacklight shining on the boombox i rush the show to the underground spot from p.m. to a.m. you are and i am choking on smoke below the...

In my shoes my toes are busted My kitchen says my bread is molded Got a good job at the dollar store One foot in the hole One foot gettin' deeper With a broken mirror And a blown out speaker I ain't got much else...

In my shoes my toes are busted My kitchen says my bread is molded I got a good job at the dollar store One foot in the hole One foot gettin' deeper With a broken mirror and a blown out speaker I ain't got much...

billyhilly he’s the king of the hill billhilly he hits the sour mash swill billhilly he made it off the farm he’s kickin’ up dirt out on the loose he haw ha chewin’ on roots always down on the chicken shack he’s...

it’s up in the air an escalator away a comma into the phrase another ticket to pay well i can’t see where this is going again because i’m behind with every line that i’m in single file in the pile calgon take me...

Its up in the air an escalator away a comma into the phrase another ticket to pay well i can't see where this is going again because im behind with every line that im in single file in the pile calgon take me away...

where i come from stealing’s like giving make a robin hood living eight days out of the week at the fat lace pace i race the ease back disorderly conduct in a catatonic state of relax in the brass knuckle...

In my shoes my toes are busted My kitchen says my bread is molded I Got a good job at the dollar store One foot in the hole One foot gettin? deeper With a broken mirror And a blown out speaker I ain't got much...

there’s a spit shine avalanche headin’ one way headed toward the light bright alley way the beard blew off the dandelion face and left a 24 karat button in its place the chain steering wheel boomerangs from the...

through the tin pan alley in the dead of the night riding that crazy horse through the backyard kitchen on an a team mission to get to the front door what’s left behind when the sun does shine is passed out on the...

you put me down with a stick you got that safety pin grip you know me like you know ice on a fire dust myself off with a spoon you shot your darts at the moon and this piece didn’t tear too soon now it’s dust the...

you got the sideways grip i’m about to flip your backdrop dizzy spell puttin’ dents in the padlock cold defying the laws of slingshot a white picket fence to separate the stones you stand on before the tide comes in...

tight shoes stepping light bending over to go under find your seat on the kitchen floor at first glance 20/20 take your chance maybe not with a spruce goose on patrol from the shackle to the snap pop crackle on the...

on the run like a bandit i'm on the loose now you eat the dust and you taste the puppy chow this ain’t no standstill hold up captain crunch a desperado i take you out to lunch i’ll gank your milk money honey it’s a...

now out past the cast of boredom cards get dealt i sift and sort them table rooftops coming down wooden nickels lost and found apple pie i?m eating cake now coming to the table late now juke joint fights and...