We were drinkin' dinner on th SUnset Strip The girls doin' powder got a little on her lip It's just another night Man I can't take this
Runnin' outta money and I can't pay the rent The man at the label say we'll never write a hit Shit Man I can't take this anymore
Everything's dr-dr-drivin' me crazy I'm tickin' like time bomb And I'm about to blow
What's it gonna take to make it What's it gonna take to make it I'm a sorry mother f**ker tired of livin' in the gutter Get me outta here What's it gonna take to make it I'll do anything but fake it What's it gonna take to make it here
So we wrote another song cut a demo on a dime They didn't like the sound We didn't fit the times And the radio station said "it's way too loud"
We took it to the streets just to prove 'em all wrong We knew we had it right, yeah, we knew it all along It's just another fight Man I can't take this
Everything's dr-dr-drivin' me crazy I'm tickin' like time bomb And I'm about to blow
What's it gonna take to make it In the city of sin and the decay of angels What's it gonna take To Make it out of here Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
