You ran up against the rain everyday of your short life. Suffered for your muse without complaining. Never heard you swear life isn't fair but it doesn't make it right.
I heard the music long ago, songs that rent the air. Fading in and out at night while I was lying there. Voices soft and lonely and later rock and roll.
What the hell was I doing there in that fast food parking lot?. They say I robbed the restaurant and a Memphis cop got shot. I was trying to feed my habit, I was scared and I was high.
She's a brown skin girl from El Paso City. He's a sweet tempered soldier from Fort Bliss. They ran off one July evening. All concerned said this one is anyone's guess.
I've heard enough from pundits, I've heard our leaders speak. I tell you now I'd rather talk to the people in the streets. 'Cause you don't know someone until you've looked them in the eye.
She's a brown skin girl from El Paso City. He's a sweet tempered soldier from Fort Bliss. They ran off one July evening. All concerned said this one is anyone's guess.