Текст песни Old 97`s - Dressing Room Walls
Old 97`s - Dressing Room Walls слова песни
I might have wound up in L.A. panning for goldFound me a woman to warm up with when the water got coldBut I heard that there ain`t no gold thereThere`s just line upon line of cocaineI`ve been there once and I ain`t gonna go there againI stopped believing in true love when Reagan was kingThe years have gone by now and the years haven`t changed anythingTrying like hell to get betterBut I`m gearing myself for the worstThe punk rock will get you if the government don`t get you firstI`m gonna write down my name in the lady`s room stallFind me a pay phone and place a few callsI`m gonna try not to fall down when I`m singing for y`allI`m gonna die someday staring at the dressing room wallsI`m gonna die someday staring at the dressing room wallsMy advice is to not let us boys inFor we chose misery as our rockMisery must love all the new friends that she`s gotI`m gonna write down my name in the lady`s room stallFind me a pay phone and pay for it allI`m gonna try not to fall down when I`m singing for y`allI`m gonna die someday staring at the dressing room wallsI`m gonna die someday staring at the dressing room wallsI`m gonna die someday staring at the dressing room wallsI`m gonna die someday staring at the dressing room walls