I lived my whole life
Made mistakes from the get go
Street kid from the start
No regrets though
I did what I want yeah
Cuz I said so
No sleep for the wicked right
No bed, no
Rolling with the punk rockers
I ain't lyin
Fake guns, fake bands, fake punk
I ain't buyin
Hit the road and I know
Rock and roll ain't dyin
About 15 deep
We hit the streets low ridin
By the time we made it to New Orleans
It must have been half past 3
By the time we made it to Memphis
We were crazy
Tonight you're our blanket
And you're gonna keep us warm
Tonight protect us
From this strorm
Huge black clouds and troubled times
They are coming round
O Lord let me go
Through another round
Had a chance circumstance
Stone cold, troublebound
She's the one all alone
In the back room walkin
Smoke and mirrors as I watched
Oh that girl's trippin
Fun lost again
Just to have your heart broken
Greetings from a world
That's built on hustling
Embrace the fallen when they have failed
Every road can lead you straight down to fuckin' hell
Embrace the fallen when they have failed
Every road can take you straight down to hell
Don't want nothing here
Everyone is straight trippin
Happier times are gone
Past start slippin'
This will be enough
To keep me on the road livin'
Good every night a different city
I'll be sleepin'
Let me know here we go
Met a girl named Lola
Is she here is she there
Drinking Jack and cola
She said Tim, where you been
I've got something to show ya
Lola fired off her clothes
And started rock and rollin'
Made mistakes from the get go
Street kid from the start
No regrets though
I did what I want yeah
Cuz I said so
No sleep for the wicked right
No bed, no
I ain't lyin
Fake guns, fake bands, fake punk
I ain't buyin
Hit the road and I know
Rock and roll ain't dyin
About 15 deep
We hit the streets low ridin
It must have been half past 3
By the time we made it to Memphis
We were crazy
Tonight you're our blanket
And you're gonna keep us warm
Tonight protect us
From this strorm
They are coming round
O Lord let me go
Through another round
Had a chance circumstance
Stone cold, troublebound
In the back room walkin
Smoke and mirrors as I watched
Oh that girl's trippin
Fun lost again
Just to have your heart broken
Greetings from a world
That's built on hustling
Every road can lead you straight down to fuckin' hell
Embrace the fallen when they have failed
Every road can take you straight down to hell
Everyone is straight trippin
Happier times are gone
Past start slippin'
This will be enough
To keep me on the road livin'
Good every night a different city
I'll be sleepin'
Met a girl named Lola
Is she here is she there
Drinking Jack and cola
She said Tim, where you been
I've got something to show ya
Lola fired off her clothes
And started rock and rollin'
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the chorus sounds almost identical to the beginning of The Clash's "Wrong 'Em Broyo" cover.
BlackLungFever is right. It does. I never thought about it like that before.
I live in Memphis!
fuck all that interpretation shit. this song is the balls. you can tell tim lived this. it may sound like another song, but it's just because it's who he is. he lives, breathes and eats punk.
I love his voice, it's so signature. Man this band has energy.
where does it sound like wrong em boyo?