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Knights Of Bostonia Lyrics - Singles - State Radio

Caught the Sun down at castle island 

Summer's spinnin its finest gold 

They were selling and we were buying 

Just looking for someone to hold 

 

I know the feeling of a fight I never saw you blink 

We been up against the crab apples slingshot sting 

I got my trash can lid on my wing 

Were the knights of the round table oh 

 

I was working on the strait and narrow 

You came at me like a cannon ball 

I saw you sleeping at the city stables 

You made me feel on a ten feet tall 

 

Their coming for the 

Coming for the rules and the cops and the cold and all 

All together and together we fall through the cracks of the city street 

Ya through the cracks of the city street 

 

Thats right sit straight and listen up 

We are the knights of bostonia 

We, we tell the court you tell the king 

We aint listen to you no more 

We are the knights of bostonia 

Only you can set you free 

 

I would follow you out of the city 

Up Dot Ave to Savin hill 

Dock man says the waters gonna kill me 

Better that than sittin still 

 

Their coming for the 

Coming for the rules and the cops and the cold and all 

All together and together we fall through the cracks of the city street 

Ya through the cracks of the city street 

 

Thats right sit straight and listen up 

We are the knights of bostonia 

We, we tell the court you tell the king 

We aint listen to you no more 

We are the knights of bostonia 

Only you can set you free 

 

Another fit Another fight I never saw you blink 

Weaving up against the crab apples slingshot sting 

I got my trash can lid on my wing 

Were the knights of the round table are 

And well fight the coming fall 

 

So sit strait and listen up 

We are the knights of bostonia 

We, we tell the court you tell the king 

We aint listen to you no more 

We are the knights of bostonia 

Only you can set you free 

 

Restless nights, the innocents scream. 

A Fist to fight and the summer of keep 

We are the knights of the junk yard raid 

A trusty steed and a summer to save 

We are the knights of bostonia 

Together we are the knights of bostonia 

Together we are the knights of bostonia 

Together we are the knights of bostonia 

Are you remember?




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Artist: Kenny G