Текст песни SKID ROW - Livin' On A Chain Gang
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Текст песни SKID ROW - Livin' On A Chain Gang
Rachel Bolan/Snake)Turn on the TV, 'cause I got nowhere to goSeems that there's a little trouble down in MexicoA 13-year-old boy robs a store so he can eatAnd they got him doing time while killers walk the streets A hungry politician is the wolf that's at the door( )Hell-bent submission and feedin' on the poorWe could stare into the sun if we would open up your eyesBut we paint ourselves into a corner colored in white liesBusted on the rockpile - getting dusted in the heatShackled to the system - and draggin' my feetI'm riding on a breakdown - another whiteknuckled shakedownFeels like I'm livin' on a chain gangI'm riding on a breakdown - a suicidal shakedownFeels like I'm on a chain gangA con man's intuition can wash your sins awaySend your contribution and he'll save your soul todayWhat can he know, has he been through hell and backHe takes the cash and drives it home in a brand new CadillacSpitting at the guard dog, burning in his wicked dealScreamin' down the railroad with no one at the wheelI'm riding on a breakdown - another whiteknuckled shakedownFeels like I'm livin' on a chain gangI'm riding on a breakdown - a suicidal shakedownFeels like I'm on a chain gangFaith healin', superstitionCold blooded criminal mindGetting off on high positionHey brother can you spare a dime