Текст (слова) песни: Neil Young - Crime In The City (Sixty To Zero Part 1)

Well, the cop made the showdown
He was sure he was right
He had all of the lowdown
From the bank heist last night
His best friend was the robber
And his wife was a thief
All the children were killers
They couldn`t get no relief
The bungalow was surrounded
When a voice loud and clear
Said, Come on out with your hands up
Or we`ll blow you out of here.
There was a face in the window
The TV cameras rolled
Then they cut to the announcer
And the story was told.

The artist looked at the producer
The producer sat back
He said, What we have got here
Is a perfect track
But we don`t have a vocal
And we don`t have a song
If we could get these things accomplished
Nothin` else could go wrong.
So he balanced the ashtray
As he picked up the phone
And said, Send me a songwriter
Who`s drifted far from home
And make sure that he`s hungry
Make sure he`s alone
Send me a cheeseburger
And a new Rolling Stone.
Yeah.

There`s still crime in the city,
Said the cop on the beat,
I don`t know if I can stop it
I feel like meat on the street
They paint my car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
That`s why I`m doin` it my way
I took the law in my hands

So here I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up to me
There`s still crime in the city
But it`s good to be free.
Yeah.

Now I come from a family
That has a broken home
Sometimes I talk to Daddy
On the telephone
When he says that he loves me
I know that he does
But I wish I could see him
I wish I knew where he was
But that`s the way all my friends are
Except maybe one or two
Wish I could see him this weekend
Wish I could walk in his shoes
But now I`m doin` my own thing
Sometimes I`m good, then I`m bad
Although my home has been broken
It`s the best home I ever had
Yeah.

Well, I keep gettin` younger
My life`s been funny that way
Before I ever learned to talk
I forgot what to say
I sassed back to my mom
I sassed back to my teacher
I got thrown out of Bible school
For sassin` back at the preacher
Then I grew up to be a fireman
Put out every fire in town
Put out anything smokin`
But when I put the hose down
The judge sent me to prison
He gave me life without parole
Wish I never put the hose down
Wish I never got old.

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Neil Young - Crime In The City (Sixty To Zero Part 1) Well, the cop made the showdown He was sure he was right He had all of the lowdown From the bank heist last night His best friend was the robber And his wife was a thief All the children were killers They couldn`t get no relief The bungalow was surrounded When a voice loud and clear Said, Come on out with your hands up Or we`ll blow you out of here. There was a face in the window The TV cameras rolled Then they cut to the announcer And the story was told. The artist looked at the producer The producer sat back He said, What we have got here Is a perfect track But we don`t have a vocal And we don`t have a song If we could get these things accomplished Nothin` else could go wrong. So he balanced the ashtray As he picked up the phone And said, Send me a songwriter Who`s drifted far from home And make sure that he`s hungry Make sure he`s alone Send me a cheeseburger And a new Rolling Stone. Yeah. There`s still crime in the city, Said the cop on the beat, I don`t know if I can stop it I feel like meat on the street They paint my car like a target I take my orders from fools Meanwhile some kid blows my head off Well, I play by their rules That`s why I`m doin` it my way I took the law in my hands So here I am in the alleyway A wad of cash in my pants I get paid by a ten year old He says he looks up to me There`s still crime in the city But it`s good to be free. Yeah. Now I come from a family That has a broken home Sometimes I talk to Daddy On the telephone When he says that he loves me I know that he does But I wish I could see him I wish I knew where he was But that`s the way all my friends are Except maybe one or two Wish I could see him this weekend Wish I could walk in his shoes But now I`m doin` my own thing Sometimes I`m good, then I`m bad Although my home has been broken It`s the best home I ever had Yeah. Well, I keep gettin` younger My life`s been funny that way Before I ever learned to talk I forgot what to say I sassed back to my mom I sassed back to my teacher I got thrown out of Bible school For sassin` back at the preacher Then I grew up to be a fireman Put out every fire in town Put out anything smokin` But when I put the hose down The judge sent me to prison He gave me life without parole Wish I never put the hose down Wish I never got old. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Crime In The City (Sixty To Zero Part 1): http://musworld.ru/music/eng/113/1/1091.html Все тексты песен: Neil Young » Neil Young - Revolution Blues » Neil Young - Little Thing Called Love » Neil Young - Buffalo Springfield Again » Neil Young - Driveby » Neil Young - The Old Homestead » Neil Young - Soul Of A Woman » Neil Young - He Was The King » Neil Young - Life In The City » Neil Young - Thank God I`m On The Road Tonight » Neil Young - Throw Your Hatred Down » Neil Young - Piece Of Crap » Neil Young - In The Great Divide » Neil Young - Wonderin` » Neil Young - Already One » Neil Young - Piece Of a Crap » Neil Young - Let Me Call You Sweetheart » Neil Young - Fuckin` Up » Neil Young - Wayward Wind » Neil Young - Surfer Joe And Moe The Sleaze » Neil Young - Two Old Friends Рекомендуем скачать: » Цыганова Вика - На заре вечерней » Цыганова Вика - Лето красное » Центр, Василий Шумов - Я все умею » Цветы - Гимн Солнцу » Цыганова Вика - Свечи » Цыганова Вика - Братья-славяне » Цыганова Вика - Счастье и разлука » Цыганова Вика - Эх, не грех... » Цветомузыка - Три аккорда (Как Земфира) » Цыганова Вика - Злая осень » Центр, Василий Шумов - Несмотря на тишину » Цыганова Вика - Яблони в цвету » Цыганова Вика - Гроздья рябины » Цыганова Вика - Еще не кончилось лето » Цыганова Вика - Анапа » Центр, Василий Шумов - Среди белого огня » Цыганова Вика - Шарманщик » Цыганова Вика - Офицеры » Цыганова Вика - Церковь белая » Цыганова Вика - Тетя Роза
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