People out in the street tonight People who don't wanna fight Then the lights aren't allowed outside anymore They're told to go behind closed doors They're only dead to keep the cold out They're only dead to keep the cold out
Smokey local in the belief That a stranger would know and respect his seat Abandoning it for a cigarette The basis on which I decide to maintain my respect The basis on which I decide to maintain my respеct
Is that I know too many men like him at home Thеy come and they come for the music alone And I know that will be me when I start to feel old And I know that will be me when I start to feel old
His one pint of dark frothy beer sits sad When compared with two glasses of red wine Which place would you rather be? Which drink would you rather have in your hand? Which place would you rather be? Which drink would you rather be drinking?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
