The bar closes early on the Sabbath day So me and my kid, we hit the park to play Then it starts to rain, so we walk home again He asks why he was born, I don't know what to say I don't feel guilty and I don't feel sad This motherfucking life is the best he's had I said "I've been there, sonny, and it ain't that bad I took my hits from the shits back when I was a lad"
So long ago, and even though I tried I couldn't make him see The light that he had cast in front of me And even though I cried, I couldn't make him be The very thing I needed
His mother would make a scene when I come home late She looks like she's dying and she's twenty-eight I never loved that whore, I never will no more Except for a month back in '84 The jammin' was playing and my heart stood still Gazing at her shadow on the windowsill
So long ago, and even though I tried I couldn't make her see I wasn't quite the man she thought I'd be And even though I cried, I couldn't make her be The very thing I needed
And even though I tried I couldn't make her see I wasn't quite the man she thought I'd be And even though I cried, I couldn't make her be The very thing I needed
Could she be the very thing I needed? Could she be the very thing?
Push yourself away from your one best friend Who's gonna love you when you reach the end? Who will? Who will? Who will? Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
