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Blood From a Stone Songtext
von Booze & Glory

Blood From a Stone Songtext

I'm serving my time
I'm serving nine to five
And there's no bars to hold me
But there may as well be
'Cause it's a life sentence
No chance of parole
I guess I'm as free as a man can be
Stuck down a hole

We're living for the weekend
But we're dying nine to five
We gave them everything they wanted
But they wanted a fight
We gave them our muscles
But they wanted our souls
I guess they don't know
You can't get blood from a stone
I guess they don't know
You can't get blood from a stone


It's late Friday night
I'm stuck here, pulling pint after pint
Waiting for last order's bell to ring
I'd rather be anywhere but here
I serve your pint with a smile and a wink
And as I pray for my ship to come in
I guess I don't know
How long I'll be waiting

We're living for the weekend
But were dying nine to five
We gave them everything they wanted
But they wanted a fight
We gave them our muscles
But they wanted our souls
I guess they don't know
You can't get blood from a stone
I guess they don't know
You can't get blood from a stone


We're living for the weekend
But we're dying nine to five
We gave them everything they wanted
But they wanted a fight
We gave them our muscles
But they wanted our souls
I guess they don't know
You can't get blood from a stone
I guess they don't know
You can't get blood from a stone

We're living for the weekend
But we're dying nine to five
We gave them everything they wanted
But they wanted a fight
We gave them our muscles
But they wanted our souls
I guess they don't know
You can't get blood from a stone
I guess they don't know
You can't get blood from a stone

I guess they don't know
You can't get blood from a stone

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