There are times in your life
You don’t know, where to run,
Even running, you’ll do it alone
Totally drunk & completely destroyed
You’re looking for your only home
And there’s no one around
You can trust anymore,
Man, you know, that it’s you to accuse
And you’ve got a strange feeling, that these words aren’t right
And that words are “You ain’t gonna loose…”
Chorus:
But you will lay last money down
And come on stage to see the crowd
To hear that happy voices coming all around
You’ll kiss the microphone again,
Guitars and drums are here to stay
And all that rock’n’roll will blow your blues away!
All that rock’n’roll will blow your blues away!
So you’re hiding your tears
Bite your lips till they bleed
Tryin’ to crash all that walls by your head
But the walls are to thick and it hurts just so much
Man, you gotta find the right brick…
Chorus
Lay your money down
© Copyright: Пётр Кунарёв, 2007
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