::Thanks go to D. for having several posts like this. I ripped this off from him and feel like giving credit.::
15 bucks
15 bucks and a late night
will get you a ticket to ride
I'm taking the brown bus
down highway 85
to see my kids tonight
I'm slipping off into sleep
as I pass through Denver city lights
I know that when I wake
I'll be in my kids arms
tonight
never meant to be so far away
never meant for this
to be my life
but some times things don't work
between a man and wife
15 bucks and a late night
will get me a ticket to ride
so I'm taking the brown bus
down highway 85
to see my kids tonight
Eastern Plains
when the Eastern Plains open before me
and your long legs are all I see
got a thousand miles left of drivin
cos home is where I want to be
ain't afraid of no highwayman
because I know I'm the better one
got to get across that Kansas border
back to Colorado where I belong
when the Eastern Plains open before me
and your long legs are all I see
got a thousand miles left of drivin
cos home is where I want to be
shiftin to a higher gear
crackin open another beer
gonna drive right through the night
cos being in your arms is right
when the Eastern Plains open before me
and your long legs are all I see
got a thousand miles left of drivin
cos home is where I want to be
Kick Down
gonna kick down this door
and walk the whole way home
ain't nothin gonna keep me
from those I know and love
I've been sitting on my hads
for far to fucking long
workin all day
forgetting this song
I feel it deep inside
this anger burning bright
time to strap on boots
and walk the streets tonight
gonna kick down this door
and walk the whole way home
nothing gonna keep me
from those I know and love
by the work of my hands
and words of my mouth
gonna make some pay
and bring down the fucking house
i'm tired of standing still
tired of ill will
lets get the music going
no more bitter pills
these times
call for me
of action
not of means
to sing songs
of salvation
and walk
these city streets
gonna kick down this door
and walk the whole way home
nothin gonna keep me
from those I know and love
2 comments:
I feel like screaming along and drinking and punching shit!
Translates as: Good stuff!
I look forward to every fucking Monday now.
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