Do we have any moaners In the audience tonight? There’s a couple of options To bring back your appetite for life First — you don’t cry murder When dealing with bad news You gotta get out from under So, second — stop crying blues
Late night shifts Shams and bar fights The city’s a snakepit Hate heals, love bites
So we just try harder Even it’s no use And we don’t cry murder We don’t cry blues
Sometimes no help is coming In this endless rush Tragedies are sudden Like a meteor crash
But we just try harder To light this short fuse And we don’t cry murder We don’t cry blues
They’ll be casting you down to Hell If you don’t fight back So fight back Fight back!
They’ll try to make you dwell Under their shadow So be first to attack Attack!
Tried once — knocked down Tried twice — no dice The hell-bent win crowns And they pay blood price
They don’t cry blues They don’t cry blues They don’t cry blues
They’ll be casting you down to Hell If you don’t fight back So fight back Fight back!
They’ll try to make you dwell Under their shadow So be first to attack Attack!
Sometimes no help is coming And in this endless rush Death comes sudden Like a meteor crash
But we must try harder To light this short fuse So you don’t cry murder And don’t cry bluesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
