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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ben Rogers
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ben Rogers
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dallas Green
Produzent:in
Karl Bareham
Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
I got street cred, gunpowder gray eyes and a stolen purse
Six pounds of state jewelry on my ankles and wrists
I've renewed the old family curse
A spider web windshield, they'll never let my ass past the borderline
I'm just looking for a place to spend the rest of my sins
Before the jig is up and I can go home
And it's a hard bargain we drive
We ain't living, we're just trying to survive
Knocked out, loaded and let down
Vanished in the air
And we're steady going nowhere
Well, she smiled and drew the blinds and then pulled back the covers
Said, "It's been nice being friends, now can we just be lovers?"
Well, it's hard being a pimp, can I cower 'neath the concrete sun
You can get a lethal injection in the Sunshine State
Or an alley down on Hastings Street
And it's a hard bargain we drive
We ain't living, we're just trying to survive
Knocked out, loaded and let down
Vanished in the air
And we're steady going nowhere
Were we anything more than gods and men?
A column of bone and, baby, that's it
A column of bone and one last hit
Tone-deaf, New Year's Eve, a cup of kindness yet
I have danced with death so often, I can teach you all the steps
In somewhere stolen, my fate plays out so much differently
Far from this no man's wasteland, free-falling
On a Black Hawk wind
And it's a hard bargain we drive
We ain't living, we're just trying to survive
Knocked out, loaded and let down
Vanished in the air
And we're steady going nowhere
And we're steady going nowhere
Writer(s): Ben Rogers
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