Текст (слова) песни: Alannah Myles - Our World Our Times
Little tramp comin` up the strip with a hundred dollar smile Sparks flyin` off her fingertips, drive the young cop wild Some nights are wound so tight like a storm about to break Better stand in your doorway when everything starts to shake You get restless like a cat waking up at midnight, Hungry, never quite satisfied Chorus: This is our world and these are our times This is our world and these are our times Little brother like a street god with a drop dead attitude Say he`s looking like a shadow now, runnin` low on green and food Some lives are wound up tight like a wave about to crash Hard times seem to multiply while the joy runs out so fast You get restless like a kid crawling out of a bad dream Hungry, never quite satisfied chorus repeats 2x (Solo) Make way for the son of a rebel wired to a bottle of flame He`s got two black eyes and a purple heart and a bone hangin` on a chain These times are like dynamite, a head-on with history Some fool`s bound to burn it all down, don`t care about you and me He`ll get desperate like a child in the eye of a nightmare Hungry, never quite satisfied chorus repeats 2x...
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