Livin’ in my hometown
baby,
Darkness around …
Even in my hometown
honey,
no musitians in town.
They all left
the place
for
an instant gold …
I feel very hurt
with the bullet,
sticking deep in my soul.
Here is really
No one to talkin’ to …
The only friends
are the music
and the moon …
The reason
why I’m stayin’
is because,
I got to save the Farm …
Sure I got to
sweat till death
but the Gold won’t come …
Please don’t stop
throwing me sticks
under my knees …
and please, please
look at my back
to make your day upset.
People charge you
for being a frick …
Even if they
don’t know
what is on or what is it …
What is it ???
Bad luck and trouble …. man
And all I got
Is just sweat till death,
And all I got
Is just sweat till death,
And all I got
Is just sweat till death !!!