I don't wanna write songs about depression you probably won't' hear me singing songs about the lady I love I don't bring up governments and politicians but I got these short stories in my bag you know the ones that I'm speaking of
The man in the suit who wants to be a stock market millionaire with a twin brother over on the other side of town who wants to lay back beach bum and growin' hair separated at birth and given up for an adoption then the vagabond finds himself at the beach and the other one in a mansion and he said
I don't wanna write songs about depression you probably won't hear me singing songs about the lady I love I don't bring up governments and politicians but i got these short stories in my bag you know the ones that I'm speaking of
Once upon a time a young man age 18 leaves his hometown to go see what the rest of the world could offer him and to gain some clarity Now he's gone everywhere that he wanted to go and every thing was all said and done then he finds himself on the front door step of the home town that he came from and he said
Well I don't wanna write songs about depression you probably won't' hear me singing songs about the lady I love I don't bring up governments and politicians but I got these short stories in my bag you know the ones that I'm speaking of
Things goin' bad but you don't care stories told by the man in the rocking chair or the crack head sleeping out on the street no clothes on his back no shoes on his feet but the tale that he tells to me obviously aint reality truth or fiction I'm still listenin' wanting more like his addiction
I don't wanna write songs about depression you probably won't' hear me singing songs about the lady I love I don't bring up governments and politicians but I got these short stories in my bag you know the ones that I'm speaking ofTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
