We All Fall Down Songtext
von John Sykes
We All Fall Down Songtext
Louie lost his daughter
Down behind that shack
Sweet brown sugar took her
And she did not make it back
It′s another form of suicide
Now I know the reason why I'm running
Yeah
So if you see your sister
Try to hide the tracks
You just as well remind her
That she might not make it back
It′s another form of suicide
No one knows the reason why she's running
Far away
And though the fools think they're wise
And the angels, they cry
And the people, they all gather ′round
It was 9:25 when her body arrived
And by noon she was down in the ground
And we all fall down
You better look out
If you see your brother
Choking on that dope
You just as well remind him
′Cause he does not stand a hope
Another form of suicide
No one knows the reason why he's running
Far away
And though the fools think they′re wise
And the angels, they cry
And the people, they all gather 'round
It was 9:25 when his body arrived
And by noon he was down in the ground
And we all fall down
If you see your mama
Shaking on the street
Your little sister′s starving
And there ain't no food to eat
She′s looking for the dealer
She's trying to find some crack
Well, tell your little sister
Mama won't be coming back
Another form of suicide
No one knows the reason why she′s running
Far away
And though the fools think they′re wise
And the angels, they cry
And the people, they all gather 'round
It was 9:25 when her body arrived
And by noon she was down in the ground
And we all fall down
And we all fall down
And we all fall down
To the ground
And we all fall down
It′s gonna get you
Just one more hit
Just another hit
You better look out
'Cause the fear is gonna get you
You′re going down
Down behind that shack
Sweet brown sugar took her
And she did not make it back
It′s another form of suicide
Now I know the reason why I'm running
Yeah
So if you see your sister
Try to hide the tracks
You just as well remind her
That she might not make it back
It′s another form of suicide
No one knows the reason why she's running
Far away
And though the fools think they're wise
And the angels, they cry
And the people, they all gather ′round
It was 9:25 when her body arrived
And by noon she was down in the ground
And we all fall down
You better look out
If you see your brother
Choking on that dope
You just as well remind him
′Cause he does not stand a hope
Another form of suicide
No one knows the reason why he's running
Far away
And though the fools think they′re wise
And the angels, they cry
And the people, they all gather 'round
It was 9:25 when his body arrived
And by noon he was down in the ground
And we all fall down
If you see your mama
Shaking on the street
Your little sister′s starving
And there ain't no food to eat
She′s looking for the dealer
She's trying to find some crack
Well, tell your little sister
Mama won't be coming back
Another form of suicide
No one knows the reason why she′s running
Far away
And though the fools think they′re wise
And the angels, they cry
And the people, they all gather 'round
It was 9:25 when her body arrived
And by noon she was down in the ground
And we all fall down
And we all fall down
And we all fall down
To the ground
And we all fall down
It′s gonna get you
Just one more hit
Just another hit
You better look out
'Cause the fear is gonna get you
You′re going down
Writer(s): John James Sykes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

