Hometown Bust Songtext
von Cactus
Hometown Bust Songtext
I don′t like talkin' about old times
When all it does is makes me sad
It would be different if they′d done wrong
Or if they'd treated people bad
But they just gave to those who needed
Some fantasy against the real
Now all my friends are getting locked up, oh Lord
How do you think that makes me feel?
Why do they have to put my friends in jail?
Why don't they let us walk in peace?
Why don′t they lock up all the money-lords instead
And sink it all into the sea?
I see a change in order, brother
I see it changin′ oh so fast
We have to keep ourselves together, yeah
For every deal could be your last
The names of brothers gone and left me
As images form in my mind
I see my families getting broken
It seems that only love is blind
I don't like talkin′ about old times
When all it does is makes me sad
It would be different if they'd done wrong
Or if they′d treated people bad
No, they just gave to those who needed
And always known to get my deal
Now all my friends are getting locked up, yeah
How do you think that makes me feel?
I don't like talkin′ about old times
When all it does is makes me sad
It would be different if they′d done wrong
Or if they'd treated people bad
But they just gave to those who needed
Some fantasy against the real
Now all my friends are getting locked up, oh Lord
How do you think that makes me feel?
Why do they have to put my friends in jail?
Why don't they let us walk in peace?
Why don′t they lock up all the money-lords instead
And sink it all into the sea?
I see a change in order, brother
I see it changin′ oh so fast
We have to keep ourselves together, yeah
For every deal could be your last
The names of brothers gone and left me
As images form in my mind
I see my families getting broken
It seems that only love is blind
I don't like talkin′ about old times
When all it does is makes me sad
It would be different if they'd done wrong
Or if they′d treated people bad
No, they just gave to those who needed
And always known to get my deal
Now all my friends are getting locked up, yeah
How do you think that makes me feel?
I don't like talkin′ about old times
Writer(s): Carmine Appice, Day, John Bogert, Mcarty Mcarty Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

