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The Suicide Machines

Seized Up

 

Seized Up

(альбом: A Match And Some Gasoline - 2003)


My friend Steve pissed away all his years
Cuz he was slaving building cars
Blood and sweat upon the gears
All of his off time spent at the bar
Years and years of nothing but sorrow
I wonder how can he be content
Fucking just to wake up tomorrow
He'll do it all over again
Gonna wake up tomorrow and do it again

On the streets of Detroit
On the streets of this town
All their dreams are destroyed
Once you're in you can never get out

See Reggie sleeps on Jefferson Avenue
On the courthouse heat exhausts
He's no different than me or you
In 1984 he got layed off
A motor city dead of we
Shared a joke and I gave him some change
Wonder is there a hope his future
I don't know I never saw him again
Don't think that I'll ever see him again

On the streets of Detroit
On the streets of this town
All their dreams are destroyed
Once you're in you can never get out

Tons of casinos, miles and miles of factories thousand's of condemned homes, every corner there's churches and liquor stores all I need is a match and some gasoline

I'm gonna burn it down!
I'm gonna burn it down!
I'm gonna burn it down!
I'm gonna burn it down!

My father put in his best year, yeah
Working for one of the big 3
Still remember my mother's tears
We're born to die in a factory
Coming home at dawn early break
See he's strung out from the late night shift
Pills and powder to stay awake
I see his bottles are empty again
Prescription bottles are empty again

On the streets of Detroit
On the streets of this town
All their dreams are destroyed
Once you're in you can never get out

On the streets of Detroit
On the streets of this town
All their dreams are destroyed
Once you're in you can never get out

Sometimes I want to burn it down

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