Damian Michael - Blood money
Tekst :
Hey Patty Garrett That s What I Used to Call You
They Tell Me You Want Me But I Hear They ve Got You
They Made You a Lawman With a Badge Made of Silver
They Paid You Some Money to Sell Them My Soul
But You Say This Ain t About Me, This Ain t About You
Or the Good and the Bad Times We ve Both Been Through
When the Lines Between Brothers and Justice Have Changed
You Do What You ve Got to Cause You Can t Walk Away
I Wonder What Would Have Happened
If You Were the Killer
And I Was the Hero
Would Things Be the Same
Or Would I Have Traded
Your Life For My Own Life
Would I Have Paid
Your Debts in Your Place
But This Ain t About Me, This Ain t About You
Or the Good and the Bad Times We ve Both Been Through
When the Lines Between Brothers and Justice Have Changed
You Do What You ve Got to Cause You Can t Walk Away
Blood Money
That s What I Call It
cause Money For Blood Ain t no Fair Exchange
Blood Money
Bought and Then Sold You
But Your Conscience Is All You Can Take to Your Grave
Inne utwory
Billy get your guns Borderline Blaze of glory Drift away Are you still down Alive All i want is everything Detroit 442 Bang a drum Blame it on the love of rock & roll All that really matters Does anybody really fall in love anymore Always Cold hard heart Come back Losowe utwory
You find you re standing alone - not so splendid, isolation.
In the Green Room the talk is all of righteous indignation
and you might as well have landed
in some strange and distant galaxy.
The rules are unspoken on the Planet Coventry.
What reaction can you gauge, naked on...
I Just Seen Trouble
He s Calling Out Your Name Tonite
Billy Get Your Guns
You Could Walk Away
But I Know You Were Born to Fight
So Billy Get Your Guns
The Bandileros Are Strung Out
In the Promenade
Billy Get Your Guns
Chorus
Billy Get Your Guns
There...
There was once a city that one called the future here on earth
The elite human beings, assembled and played god in their town
Weaknesses and virtues got connected, for their stupid aim
Only their holy victory and the elite was on their glorious minds
In this world of technology, machines dictate the flow...
Baby girl, like cinnamon,
Hot for the skin he s in
Oops, makes you wanna sin again
Defenses start to break
It s more than you can take
Wanna get you, get you, then your heart ll break
He s got no shame, he s got your name
And your number, baby, now you start to wonder
What...
He says his love for me could never die
But that d change if he ever found out about you and I
Oh - but his love is cold
It wouldn t hurt his if he didn t know, cause...
When it gets too much