lunes, 1 de agosto de 2011

Hey bro, take it slow, you ain't livin' in a video, you're flying low with a high velocity, no doubt, you're stressin' out that ain't what rock n' roll's about, get off that one way trip down lonely street. Now I know you've been kicked around, you ain't alone in this ugly town, you stick a needle in your arm, you bite the dust, you buy the farm. Hey stupid, ¿what ya tryin' to do? hey stupid, they win, you loose. C'mon boy, it's a better day, get your foot out of that grave don't let that one love tear your world apart, c'mon babe, kick that stuff, show the street it ain't so tough, quit lyin' around with a crippled broken heart. Now I know you've been seeing red, don't put a pistol to your head, sometimes your answer's heaven sent your way is so damn permanent. This ain't your daddy talkin' you know, I know your story ain't so shocking, you know, I know blow some steam c'mon and scream.