Текст песни Kansas - Down The Road
Kansas - Down The Road слова песни
I`m in a kind of foolish game, I try to get rich quick,But I`m going insane,The kind of freaks that hang out on 42nd StreetThey`re all pimpin` Judys and poppin` speed, wellIt`s a game of cat and mouse, and I think it`s got my soul,I think it`s time for thinkin` `bout a time to roll onDown the roadHere comes Big Mike, I kinda owe him some beans,He must be crazy, I guess that`s why he`s so mean,If I tell him I`m leavin`, he would sure enough split my gut,Cause he knows I sold to a sucker, and I owe Big Mike a cut,But I`ll slip him a 20-dollar bill till I get out of town,When I hit those white lines, I`m gonna be gone like aGreyhound down the road