My Mate Lives At the Side of the Road (Remastered) Songtext
von The Kubricks
My Mate Lives At the Side of the Road (Remastered) Songtext
What did you see?
What did you hear?
It didn′t add to this
What was the point?
There's always a point
You′re living in a state of fear
See, I recon that he didn't run
Ya, I recon that he stopped real quick
You can blame me on your wife
Blame me on your family
It's Mr. Money case, case, case, case, case
My mate lives at the side of the road
What′s he there for?
What′s he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there
You′re living a lie
Like jacker like I
Knocking at your mother's door
What was the choice?
Do I have a voice?
I′m singing like it's 1984
But it′s based on a family allergy
It was never really written, in a polity
Was it a fairy tale, or such a mystery
Could ever mean that much to you
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there for?
What's he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What′s he there for?
What′s he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there for?
What′s he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there
Little cottage that we built for the benefit of people
With white vouches surround it
′Cause wild white sea is where we go
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there for?
What′s he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there for?
What's he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What′s he there for?
What′s he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there
What did you hear?
It didn′t add to this
What was the point?
There's always a point
You′re living in a state of fear
See, I recon that he didn't run
Ya, I recon that he stopped real quick
You can blame me on your wife
Blame me on your family
It's Mr. Money case, case, case, case, case
My mate lives at the side of the road
What′s he there for?
What′s he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there
You′re living a lie
Like jacker like I
Knocking at your mother's door
What was the choice?
Do I have a voice?
I′m singing like it's 1984
But it′s based on a family allergy
It was never really written, in a polity
Was it a fairy tale, or such a mystery
Could ever mean that much to you
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there for?
What's he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What′s he there for?
What′s he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there for?
What′s he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there
Little cottage that we built for the benefit of people
With white vouches surround it
′Cause wild white sea is where we go
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there for?
What′s he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there for?
What's he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What′s he there for?
What′s he there for?
My mate lives at the side of the road
What's he there
Writer(s): David John Philip Thorogood, Marc Lawrence Rich, Jonathan Michael Spalding, Peter John Shreeves Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com