Go ahead and help yourself if you think you can put me down You just want to see a king losing his crown Let's see some justice done in this dying town Go ahead and help yourself if you think you can force one more down
Yeah hello my new friend well I'm your little fool 'Cuz I get intimidated by the smell of death on you The road disappears before my car, yes I know what waits ahead I don't need no pictures on the wall sending me messages from the dead
In the room above the club She cries herself to sleep every night In the room above the club Why is it so hard to treat her right In the room above the club There's always room for you In the room above the club Yeah they're just waiting for some lucky thing like you
Come on tell me a punchline that I know you're dying to tell 'Cuz I'm the only one that ever saw you pissing in your wishing well Come on mister bartender, I only want one more tear 'Cuz some no-name asshole outside wants to knock me back into the land of fear
In the room above the club You cry yourself to sleep every night In the room above the club Why is it so hard to treat you right In the room above the club Yeah there's always room for you In the room above the club They're just waiting for some lucky thing like you In the room above the club They're just waiting, yeah they're just waiting In the room above the club They're just waiting for some lucky thing like youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
