Текст песни Old 97`s - Desperate Times, слова песни Old 97`s

Текст песни Old 97`s - Desperate Times

Old 97`s - Desperate Times слова песни

alternate chording Last night I dreamt of you, Abbie Hoffman peddling your books,I gave five bucks to you, the other kids just gave you dirty looks.I said "I`m sorry it didn`t work out quite the way you planned."You said, "That`s silly boy, the revolution is at hand."And if you got a ten spot brother, I got a dime,These are desperate, desperate times.Last night I dreamt of you, Pepe Lopez strung out on a stage,It don`t even look like you, smiling like sawed-off twenty gauge.I still remember the Telecaster down around your knees,It`s late November and I think I smell tequila on the breeze.And if you got the Cuervo honey, I got the lime,These are desperate, desperate times.And if you got the shotgun honey, I got the crime,These are desperate, desperate times.

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Desperate Times

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