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Kishore Kumar Hits — Anna Tivel - Worthless - Acoustic текст песни

Исполнитель: Anna Tivel

альбом: The Question (Live and Alone)

Two quarters in my hand, nothing else in my pocket
I'm a wild horse pawing at the cracked dead earth
Stop light turning and a long white Lincoln
Goes screaming by. The bassline lingers
Hot as the Devil, the rubber and the metal
Black; smell of something burning
I never did wrong, I never did gamble
Till the day you called me worthless
Two quarters in my hand, nothing else in my pocket
I'm a fuse box sparking in the summer grass
I'm a hooded figure, a crazy killer
I'm a dead man walking on the overpass. It's
Hot as the Devil, the asphalt melting
The sweat-wet smell of danger
I never did wrong, I never was tempted
Till the day you named my anger
Two quarters in my hand, nothing else in my pocket
I'm a countdown rocket in a cloud of smoke
My fists are clenched, my whole body tense
My mouth screwed up, my eyes half closed. It's
Hot as the devil, a screaming kettle
The bassline slowly burning
I never did wrong, I was kind and careful
Till the day you called me worthless

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