You Can’t Win
You can't win
You can't break even
And you can't get out of the game
People keep sayin'
Things are gonna change
But they look just like they're staying the same
You get in
Way over your head
And you've only got yourself to blame
You can't win, chile
You can't break even
And you can't get out of the game
You can't win
The world keeps movin'
And you're standin' far behind
People keep sayin'
Things 'll get better
Just to ease your state of mind
So you lay back
And you smoke that smoke
And you drink your glass of wine
You can't win, chile
You can't break even
And you can't get out of the game
You can't win
You can't win
No way if your story stays the same
You ain't winnin'
But it's nice to see you
I'm awfully glad you came
Better cool it
'Cause it ain't about losin'
Then the world has got no shame
You can't win, chile
You can't break even
And you can't get out of the game
You can't win
You can't win
You can't break even
Ain't the way
It's supposed to be
You'll be spendin'
Your little bit of money
While someone else ride free
Learn your lesson, refuel your mind
Before some turkey blows out your flame
Похожие новости.
В Городе Где Нет Метро
Иезекииль 25:17, D-Man 55, п.у. Тато, Псих (prod. Ант) [Бледный] В городе где нет метро, зато в талого Наглых маршруток, в обшарпанных магнитолах Надсадно хрипит шансончик, Кучин, Круг, Шуфик Водитель закашлялся, птичий грипп? Ха главное что
Il Festival Di Gabicce Mare
Ragazzi non si dorme mai e qui c'? un caldo micidiale non si dorme mai e tra un'ora poi andiamo a cantare al Festival di Gabicce Mare si pronto..si pronto..si pronto? pronto... ma chi ?? ah, sei
Me Contenter
(Florian Peppuy) J'aimerai me contenter de rien Ou plut?t ?tre content d'un rien Car contempler me suffit bien Mais au temple des cons Le r?veur rate le train J'aimerai me contenter de rien Me r?veiller le soir
Ее Здесь Нет
День за днем дороги Вели меня, я был в пути. Там я видел многих, Но лишь тебя не мог найти. Менялись по пути местами Небо и земля, Дни были чистыми листами В книге без тебя. Припев: Я опускался вниз, Где
Вот И Солнце Село
Муз: О.Молчанов Сл. А.Славоросов Вновь я одна, моя ли в том вина? Выслушай меня, тебе я не солгу. Даль холодна, покой и тишина, Только без тебя я больше не могу. Вот и солнце село