Из альбома: Little Victories
There's empty cans on River Street
Scumbag city blues
Sunday morning's indiscreet
Saturday left clues
Last night's claps and filthy slaps
Need no no excuse
Are you cutting out or holding back
A loop hole or a noose
Get me out, oh get me out
Cause I'm here to bruise
Oh get me out, oh get me out
Of this scumbag city
Scumbag city blues, scum bag city blues
Scumbag city blues, scum bag city blues
Just another howling wolf on the killing floor below
Oh no lie you'll find in the first line I should have quit you long ago
All those angel eyes with the red neck ties wanna see me fall on my face
And no lie you'll find I despise everything about this place
Get me out, oh get me out
Cause I'm here to bruise
Oh get me out, oh get me out
Of this Scumbag city
Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
And when you're lying in your hotel,
Thinking you could do this with that
Well something creeps inside you yeah honey oh something pulls you back
But it ain't the one way system that's got you uh coming back around no
It's all those friends and family keeping the size eights on the ground
There's empty cans on River Street, scumbag city blues
Sunday morning feels complete,
When I get back to you
I could skip and give a miss,
That I'd never choose
Cause even though I take the piss
I'm glad the future's blue
Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues