Room to Grow Songtext
von Brian Elliot
Room to Grow Songtext
The next door neighbors are fighting like cats and dogs tonight
And the walls in this place are paper thin
I ran out in the hallway just to see if they′re alright
The next thing you know, they got me in it
Lord, save me
From family arguments that never make sense
Snipers' guns, hit and runs, and exorbitant rents
Lead me to a place where peaceful waters flow
I need room to breathe and a little room to grow-oh (grow, oh-oh)
(Grow-oh-oh)
I don′t know why I ever read the daily news
It's the same old shoot-em-up, cut-em-up every day
Just too many people in the same pair of shoes
I know there's got to be a better way
Lord, save me
From family arguments that never make sense
Snipers′ guns, hit and runs, and exorbitant rents
Lead me to a place where peaceful waters flow
I need room to breathe and a little room to grow-oh
Lord, save me
From sirens in the night
Dogs that love to bite
Surly drivers and all the squirrely jivers I′ve ever known
Save me from ticket-happy cops
Brakes that fail to stop
Bombs goin' off and burglar alarms that don′t
(Ba-ba-ba-da-da, ba-da)
(Ba-ba-ba-da-da, ba-da, ba-da)
(Ba-ba-ba-da-da, ba-da)
(Ba-ba-ba-da-da, save me)
(Ba-ba-ba-da-da, ba-da)
(Ba-ba-ba-da-da, ba-da, ba-da)
(Ah, ah, ah)
Lord, save me
From family arguments that never make sense
Snipers' guns, hit and runs, and exorbitant rents
Just lead me to a place where peaceful waters flow
I need room to breathe and a little room to grow-oh (grow, oh-oh)
(Grow, oh-oh)
Lord, save me
(Save me)
(Save me)
Yeah, oh
(Save me)
And the walls in this place are paper thin
I ran out in the hallway just to see if they′re alright
The next thing you know, they got me in it
Lord, save me
From family arguments that never make sense
Snipers' guns, hit and runs, and exorbitant rents
Lead me to a place where peaceful waters flow
I need room to breathe and a little room to grow-oh (grow, oh-oh)
(Grow-oh-oh)
I don′t know why I ever read the daily news
It's the same old shoot-em-up, cut-em-up every day
Just too many people in the same pair of shoes
I know there's got to be a better way
Lord, save me
From family arguments that never make sense
Snipers′ guns, hit and runs, and exorbitant rents
Lead me to a place where peaceful waters flow
I need room to breathe and a little room to grow-oh
Lord, save me
From sirens in the night
Dogs that love to bite
Surly drivers and all the squirrely jivers I′ve ever known
Save me from ticket-happy cops
Brakes that fail to stop
Bombs goin' off and burglar alarms that don′t
(Ba-ba-ba-da-da, ba-da)
(Ba-ba-ba-da-da, ba-da, ba-da)
(Ba-ba-ba-da-da, ba-da)
(Ba-ba-ba-da-da, save me)
(Ba-ba-ba-da-da, ba-da)
(Ba-ba-ba-da-da, ba-da, ba-da)
(Ah, ah, ah)
Lord, save me
From family arguments that never make sense
Snipers' guns, hit and runs, and exorbitant rents
Just lead me to a place where peaceful waters flow
I need room to breathe and a little room to grow-oh (grow, oh-oh)
(Grow, oh-oh)
Lord, save me
(Save me)
(Save me)
Yeah, oh
(Save me)
Writer(s): Evans Luke, Forward Reece, Norris Elliot, Piner Jarrod Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com