A Street Man Named Desire 歌词

歌曲	A Street Man Named Desire
歌手	Pirates of the Mississippi
专辑	The Best of the Pirates of the Mississippi
下载	Image LRC TXT

	作曲 : Alves, Harrison, McCorvey
	The assembly plant moved to Mexico
	The domestic sales started getting slow
	But the bills kept pouring in me
	And Beck took it on the chin
	And the day the landlord threw us out
	Becky she threw in the towel
	She had enough at last
	Of these modern grapes of wrath
	Saddam Hussein still has a job but I don't
	Tonight he'll sleep in a big warm bed but I won't
	You'll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
	With a sign that reads will work for food
	And later I'll take my place around the trash barrel fire
	Where's the pot of gold for a street man named desire
	It seems like a million years ago
	I faced each day full of hope
	Honest labor with my hands
	Making a livin', making plans
	Well, I never was much at drinking before
	But these days its all that
	Keeps me warm
	Its still hard to believe
	This could ever happen to me
	Saddam Hussein still has a job but I don't
	Tonight he'll sleep in a big warm bed but I won't
	You'll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
	With a sign that reads will work for food
	And later I'll take my place around the trash barrel fire
	Where's the pot of gold for a street man named Desire
	Saddam Hussein still has a job but I don't
	Tonight he'll sleep in a big warm bed but I won't
	You'll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
	With a sign that reads will work for food
	And later I'll take my place around the trash barrel fire
	Where's the pot of gold for a street man named Desire
	The President still has a job but I don't
	Tonight he'll sleep in a big warm bed but I won't
	You'll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
	With a sign that reads will work for food
	And later I'll take my place around the trash barrel fire
	Where's the pot of gold for a street man named Desire
	Where's the pot of gold for a street man named Desire

	zuo qu : Alves, Harrison, McCorvey
	The assembly plant moved to Mexico
	The domestic sales started getting slow
	But the bills kept pouring in me
	And Beck took it on the chin
	And the day the landlord threw us out
	Becky she threw in the towel
	She had enough at last
	Of these modern grapes of wrath
	Saddam Hussein still has a job but I don' t
	Tonight he' ll sleep in a big warm bed but I won' t
	You' ll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
	With a sign that reads will work for food
	And later I' ll take my place around the trash barrel fire
	Where' s the pot of gold for a street man named desire
	It seems like a million years ago
	I faced each day full of hope
	Honest labor with my hands
	Making a livin', making plans
	Well, I never was much at drinking before
	But these days its all that
	Keeps me warm
	Its still hard to believe
	This could ever happen to me
	Saddam Hussein still has a job but I don' t
	Tonight he' ll sleep in a big warm bed but I won' t
	You' ll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
	With a sign that reads will work for food
	And later I' ll take my place around the trash barrel fire
	Where' s the pot of gold for a street man named Desire
	Saddam Hussein still has a job but I don' t
	Tonight he' ll sleep in a big warm bed but I won' t
	You' ll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
	With a sign that reads will work for food
	And later I' ll take my place around the trash barrel fire
	Where' s the pot of gold for a street man named Desire
	The President still has a job but I don' t
	Tonight he' ll sleep in a big warm bed but I won' t
	You' ll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
	With a sign that reads will work for food
	And later I' ll take my place around the trash barrel fire
	Where' s the pot of gold for a street man named Desire
	Where' s the pot of gold for a street man named Desire

	zuò qǔ : Alves, Harrison, McCorvey
	The assembly plant moved to Mexico
	The domestic sales started getting slow
	But the bills kept pouring in me
	And Beck took it on the chin
	And the day the landlord threw us out
	Becky she threw in the towel
	She had enough at last
	Of these modern grapes of wrath
	Saddam Hussein still has a job but I don' t
	Tonight he' ll sleep in a big warm bed but I won' t
	You' ll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
	With a sign that reads will work for food
	And later I' ll take my place around the trash barrel fire
	Where' s the pot of gold for a street man named desire
	It seems like a million years ago
	I faced each day full of hope
	Honest labor with my hands
	Making a livin', making plans
	Well, I never was much at drinking before
	But these days its all that
	Keeps me warm
	Its still hard to believe
	This could ever happen to me
	Saddam Hussein still has a job but I don' t
	Tonight he' ll sleep in a big warm bed but I won' t
	You' ll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
	With a sign that reads will work for food
	And later I' ll take my place around the trash barrel fire
	Where' s the pot of gold for a street man named Desire
	Saddam Hussein still has a job but I don' t
	Tonight he' ll sleep in a big warm bed but I won' t
	You' ll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
	With a sign that reads will work for food
	And later I' ll take my place around the trash barrel fire
	Where' s the pot of gold for a street man named Desire
	The President still has a job but I don' t
	Tonight he' ll sleep in a big warm bed but I won' t
	You' ll see me standing in front of a bus stop both
	With a sign that reads will work for food
	And later I' ll take my place around the trash barrel fire
	Where' s the pot of gold for a street man named Desire
	Where' s the pot of gold for a street man named Desire

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