Gutter Tango Songtext
von Harlequin Jones

This city′s dead I can smell it
And I'm going down as it′s product
If I don't get my hide out alive
Skin the soul to pay for the ride
'Cause the gutters give the story all away
You can′t always get your way
Like some damn christ curling off of his cross
I′ve replaced weight of burden with impact of loss
With splinters in wrists like broken teeth
I'm praying to you to pray for me
′Cause the gutters give the story all away
You can't always get your way It′s instinct that kills
Nothing I learned
Pulse beats on impulse
That old primal urge
Head in hands
Blood on sleeve
I'm praying to you to pray for me
The gutters give the story all away
You can′t always get your way
The gutters give the story all away
You can't always get your way