Тексты песен «Johnny Hobo And The Freight Trains»

Tonight I bury Old William without remorse Because Hell sleeps around and Heaven wants a divorce Tonight I burn my bookshelf to be free Because even a rebel tradition is slavery Tonight I bake my madness a birthday cake...

And it's true that we're teenage fools, Trading five days a week to work and school. Just to sneak around on weekends watching for the cops, To dance in abandoned parking lots, And call these cracks in the system a...

Well if I found god anywhere, it would be by the tracks Face down in a box car, forty in both hands And when I find god there, we'll just sit and roll some top Cause he'll be just as confused as anyone else on this rock...

Life's like the feeling when you had a point but forgot it Had a ticket for my train of thought but I lost it God gave me instructions on how to live my life But I could read his handwriting so I burnt them last night...

Well, you know how it is. There's always too much beer to fit into the fridge, But you never to seem to have enough to eat, And the food stamps, they get cut in the next week. Well you know that I hate a lot of things,...

I've got my forty ounce, and a system to overthrow. Know what to worry about, and nowhere to go. I traded in my hope for a hangover and a headache. I'm contemplating rope, but can't tie knots that great. Who needs...

I curse this world one second. Demand it buy me a sandwich in the next. Or else I'm bummin' a cigarette. That will help me to forget how hungry I am. I can't believe that bastard won this morning. It's the kind of...

Well we can do just what we please, But we can never turn on the heat And every night's a blackout in this place We get the bills, but we don't pay, no, we don't pay And I guess you're right 'cause all of my friends are...

And everything's got me down. But sometimes the thumb just isn't enough to get the fuck out of this town. Well he travels so he won't find a way to destroy himself. And I guess I travel looking for the perfect method to...

This one's for every drug problem that got stopped in it's tracks by a trip to rehab. I'll miss railing pills with you in the park. This one's for every friend who decided not to drop out and stay at their mom's house...

Well, you know how it is There's always too much beer to fit into the fridge But you never seem to have enough to eat And the food stamps, they get cut in the next week Well, you know that I hate a lot of things But I...

They said to just be ourselves but we all knew that was never good enough. They said we had every chance but how could we not fuck it all up? We would spend a life time trying to figure out how to make our hearts stop...

They ruled like hell when I was twelve But now they gather dust on my shelves Three chords, maybe four I don't like these bands anymore Not worth a door fee or a three buck CD 'Cause all of these bands lack creativity...

As he lights an American spirit He asks how I can smoke such shit I say there's nothing like chaining G-P-C cigarettes. Cuz any smokes will kill ya But these will make you feel like it. I sit back down, On the parking...

I say I've got nothing to live for like, there's someone who does. I say I feel so betrayed like there's someone that's safe to trust. And I'm not for inaction, but I am for despair. May this resignation lead us to...

All you oldschool punks, there's lots of way of punk rock anarchy. There's Blink-182, they think they're so anarchy But I remember the days of Greenday, That was some serious punk rock anarchy. Yeah, man. That was...

Another year gone by, But still I can't say that I learned much I still chug my caffeine, And I still hate God. Another year gone by but still I can't tell why I cry so much. Do I need love or just a blowjob? Cuz it...

Well one of thses days, You know I'm gonna get my ass kicked. And I'm not gonna try And promise you that I'm not gonna deserve it. But your boyfriend is still the worst house guest I think that I've ever met. And I hope...

We were out shoplifting, waiting for the drugs to kick in 'Cause all that apartment ever gave me was lice So I watch it break a little more every night. We were out hitch-hiking waiting for something to happen Cause I...

Well it's hard to believe in much When you're in tampa bay And the coastline is drowning beneath all the sunshine And condos and cocaine And everyone around is just waiting round here to be dead From your rich grandma...