The Murder City Devils - "Press Gang"

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  • Опубликовано: 2 окт 2024
  • Pecked by the seagulls
    Hanging from the gallows
    Swinging in the breeze
    Dripping something on the streets
    I can see him from my window they can see him from the water
    Just a victim of the press gang
    I knew him when he was breathing
    He was a good man, he was a young man
    He was like you, he was like me
    It could've been me
    It could've been me
    Twisting in the breeze
    (cut him down, cut him down)
    Left for the children on the streets
    (cut him down, cut him down)
    On the streets
    He should have kept his mouth shut
    He never shoulda left that ship
    Don't go drinking down by the docks
    You don't know if you'll wake up
    I knew him when he was breathing
    He was a good man, he was a young man
    He was like you, he was like me
    It could've been me
    It could've been me
    Twisting in the breeze
    (cut him down, cut him down)
    Left for the children on the streets
    (cut him down, cut him down)
    On the streets
    Woke up on the water
    No one ever asked him if he wanted to go
    Didn't have many options
    He was smart; he got out when he could
    Shoulda stayed in the Pacific
    Should have stayed in the Pacific
    Could've had it good
    Any island
    Any island wouldn't do
    Any island wouldn't do
    I knew him when he was breathing
    He was a good man, he was a young man
    He was like you, he was like me
    It could've been you
    It should've been me
    But it should've been the press gang
    (cut him down, cut him down)
    But it should've been the press gang
    (cut him down, cut him down)
    Cut him down, cut him down
    Cut him down

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