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The Prodigals

Dreaming In Hell`s Kitchen

  irish  celtic  punk  jig punk  celtic rock
335 3 часа назад

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(chorus:)Of passion, love, and bravery A brown bag lunch, and a mug of tea, Through gates of horn and ivory, We`re dreaming in Hell`s Kitchen. A pugnacious politician in his armor-plated suit Propitiates the wealthy while he fiddles with his flute He`s crusader, Alexander, and Napolean to boot He`s seeking fresh objectives on the borders of the Kitchen So there`s this one and there`s that one,Gracie Mansion & the �Street, Denouncing some poor devil who has nothing left to eat, And he`s not allowed to sleep here so he`d best stay on his feet For we care so much about him that we`ll kick him from the Kitchen. There`s many on the breadline who never tried to fight And there`s many that have earned their breadby working day and night But with all their sweat and labor was there chance that saw them right While a hazard of the dice left the others by the kitchen? He stinks and he`s a drunkard, that bum we just passed by And I think but for the grace of God that likewise there go I And the buck inside his cup is less compassion for a sigh Than libation when I`m dreaming in Hell`s Kitchen.

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