Hanging out down by the lake I've got a pocket full of dollars but it won't but change Cracking a for heavens sake It won't send me any help coz I've forsaken my faith For money and gold Hanging out down by the lake I can almost sense it's mothers heartache Dusk seems a little drunk A flat footed shuffle and listless funk As it blankets The lake with gold
Like cinnamon, like silver We never could have beaten the law Pepper and coffee in our red, red wine All the shit that we fall for It just sounds so much better The stories and the colours make life worth living for
Hanging around with my friends I can be myself no need to pretend Cracking a smile at th ecorner of our mouths A beautiful day in our home down south Egoli The city of gold
Like cinnamon, like silver We never could have beaten the law Pepper and coffee in our red, red wine All the shit that we fall for Four leaf clovers and a rusted horseshoe Superstitions galore Santa clause and the Holy Lore All the things that man adores
They just sound so much better The stories and the colours make life worth living for
Like cinnamon, like silver We never could have beaten the law Pepper and coffee in our red, red wine All the shit that we fall for It just sounds so much better The stories and the colours make life worth living for
Hanging out down by the lakeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
