Тексты песен «Dead 60s»

You don't wanna cross me or try to get in my way We'll give them back their glossy scheme and end that holiday The thought of violence a relief the action brings you grief There's crooked walks on tilting floors It's...

You gotta fight some time On a dead end line When your time has come Don't be crying for another son There's time to dry your tears You've got fifteen years Learn your game They'll never forget your name So won't you...

I guess I'm pretty happy, ah with my lot I paid my way to get what I got I strive, I strive for something else But these four walls, my prison cell There's something else that I don't need Add extra hours to the working...

Let me tell you what they told me, pull me up and choke me Cut me up and roughed me, now I'm standing on my own He kicked me down and broke me, held me down and choked me Swung me round and pushed me, now there's...

What are we gonna do Now it's looking at you You gotta beat on your rival It's called survival And I don't mind If they see it all When you discover She's got a loaded gun She's got a loaded gun And it's pointed at me...

There's something shaking from my head to my feet I watch the house lights going off in my street Real night vision, my only desire And as it fades to nothing we go Down in the heart of the nation Out cause the weekend...

New town, no future! No now, no future! New town, no future! No now, no future! It's like a sharp shock to the back of the head It's like something I don't want from the rest instead But I need to get out, cause I need...

Down by the river we met with empty hands By the boarded shelter We turned our backs to the desert land There must be something out there A shock to kill the boredom As the smoke kicked high from the factory fires They...

Late night, it's raining A total downpour Meeting at midnight Below the ground floor Out of the shadows and into the night Out of the blue they will swarm to the red light Tasting the pleasure Sickened by lust It's...

Airwaves beam from the light on the tower Get my kicks from your eleventh hour Won't you gimme some more Riot on the radio Burning up say my mind's on fire A talk talk speaker on the end of the wire You know it...

The dysfunctional family Take the kids away on access day To the seediness beside the sand It's a disgrace, a total wasteland The industry's dead and it's a tabloid town The crowds of people don't want you around...

We get high Before we get low And I was walking down in a frosty street I was looking back for home We get high Before we get low And I was drenched in heat in the city tonight You pull me back and go We get high Well...

I never knew what a good time was Till I had a good time with you When I see the green light you see the red one The better days to come on through Oh you know I can't stop Oh Lord! You know I won't stop Cause all that...