These vicious streets where hell and earth meet, where the bottle runs dry, but the bottle runs deep, leaves one breathless as the people grow restless, leave a gash on this earth an ever lasting impression.
You settled in all are welcome and this may be true, but now you've overstayed so you're paying your dues.
Running water with a hint of gasoline a city built up on hopes but runs on broken dreams.
So hold on, even if you can't anymore, and just try a little bit harder then before, and eventually you just might find, you can say goodbye to city when the bottle runs dry, runs dry.
Frustration and anguish lick the back of your neck, the devil's hot on your trail with a debt to collect.
These bones grow tired and there's no time to rest, and all the teachings you've heard grow harder to ingest.
It's too much to bare, you need to be soothed, so here's a shot for your worries and another for you blues.
Here's a pint for your sorrows, another for your pain, here's a whole half gallon that's left your name.
Sail the seven seas with eyes that can't see.
The demons are gone but they sure as hell won't let you be you've rid of your cage, and you spread your wings, but those wings have been clipped so you're not truly free.
Start you life with an engine that's clean, but as the years pass by you grow tired and mean.
A respectable being with a job and a home, but now you speak about life with a dark undertone, complaining "My baby left me and I ain't get no respect, I look back n my life but that mirror never reflects. All I hold dear, there's nothing left to protect, and it's too late now for me to try and correct. Mice among people, trash among men, I used to have a status, but no my patience wore it thin. Life smacked me hard in the face and the world's still in spin there ain't no use in repenting because being born was a sin."
So heed these words because they just might keep you afloat, take life one bite at a time or you just might choke. I don't want to hear it oh hell no, because there's no use in trying to fix it, because you just can't fix what's broke.
My name is Dirty Harry, and I love music, mainly all sorts of it. I'm in another band with a really rad dude named Patrick the Pirate (look him up here on bandcamp for our 2 splits). You can find it here on bandcamp just type in Dirty Pirates.
Chatterbox now includes Marissa Sendejas, Jonmb from JC and the Pennies! and the second half of their new album is all done by Ludlow (also some of my best friends!) Who can ask for more?! Dirty Harry
This friend of mine is awesome, his music is great and sometimes about funny things, but all in all he's someone I have much respect for and who i was happy to Call my band mate (Dirty Pirates) Dirty Harry
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Comme d'habitude, j'ai bien du mal à choisir une "favorite track" avec ce groupe de Trashgrass qui excelle dans son domaine.
Mais là, j'ai réussi à me décider finalement. XD EklektikTrip
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