Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

Inner City Blues Lyrics - Cold Fact - Rodriguez

Going down a dirty inner city side road 

I plotted 

Madness passed me by, she smiled hi 

I nodded 

Looked up as the sky began to cry 

She shot it. 

 

Met a girl from Dearborn, early six o'clock this morn 

A cold fact 

Asked about her bag, suburbia's such a drag 

Won't go back 

'Cos Papa don't allow no new ideas here 

And now he sees the news, but the picture's not too clear. 

 

Mama, Papa, stop 

Treasure what you got 

Soon you may be caught 

Without it 

The curfew's set for eight 

Will it ever all be straight 

I doubt it. 

 

7 jealous fools playing by her rules 

Can't believe her 

He feels so in between, can't break the scene 

It would grieve her 

And that's the reason why he must cry 

He'll never leave her. 

 

Crooked children, yellow chalk 

writing on the concrete walk 

Their King died 

Drinking from a Judas cup, 

looking down but seeing up 

Sweet red wine 

'Cos Papa don't allow no new ideas here 

And now you hear the music 

but the words don't sound too clear. 

 

Mama, Papa, stop 

Treasure what you got 

Soon you may be caught 

Without it 

The curfew's set for eight 

Will it ever all be straight 

I doubt it. 

 

Going down a dusty, Georgian side road 

I wonder 

The wind splashed in my face 

can smell a trace 

Of thunder. 

Writer:

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group