Bootleggers
Runnin' to a hole like a bootleggin' mouse
In a roadside mountain hotel
Well the cats in the corner got the guns and the speed
But they're too young to know how to sell
Flags are flying high in the eastern sky
Where the roads are all covered in sin
Now I'm yellin' at you like a banshee
With blood all over my shins
The only way to live is to love again or just burn out in love's flame
Music and words will kill me or save me once again
Spendin' money like a rich kid
Drinkin' like a camel's hump
Lovin' you like a dead man
Or a writer stuck in a slump
Well I wrote this song on the back of a bag
That once held a bottle of gin
Now you gamble somewhere between heaven and hell
Waitin' to cash it all in
The only way to live is to love again or just burn out in love's flame
Music and words will kill me or save me once again
Now I can't stand up and you won't sit down
And everything about you is turned up way too loud
Come on and dance like the devil is the leader of a country
That is ruled by the wealthy few
And the armies of the angels got their rifles pointed at you
And they're comin' down to show you the truth
Are you tired of all the politics
Or just blind to all the lunatics?
Mice are small when they live in a hole
But they're huge when they live in a hall
The only way to live is to love again or just burn out in love's flame
Music and words will kill me or save me once again
Music and words will kill me or save me once again
Music and words will kill me or save me once again
In a roadside mountain hotel
Well the cats in the corner got the guns and the speed
But they're too young to know how to sell
Flags are flying high in the eastern sky
Where the roads are all covered in sin
Now I'm yellin' at you like a banshee
With blood all over my shins
The only way to live is to love again or just burn out in love's flame
Music and words will kill me or save me once again
Spendin' money like a rich kid
Drinkin' like a camel's hump
Lovin' you like a dead man
Or a writer stuck in a slump
Well I wrote this song on the back of a bag
That once held a bottle of gin
Now you gamble somewhere between heaven and hell
Waitin' to cash it all in
The only way to live is to love again or just burn out in love's flame
Music and words will kill me or save me once again
Now I can't stand up and you won't sit down
And everything about you is turned up way too loud
Come on and dance like the devil is the leader of a country
That is ruled by the wealthy few
And the armies of the angels got their rifles pointed at you
And they're comin' down to show you the truth
Are you tired of all the politics
Or just blind to all the lunatics?
Mice are small when they live in a hole
But they're huge when they live in a hall
The only way to live is to love again or just burn out in love's flame
Music and words will kill me or save me once again
Music and words will kill me or save me once again
Music and words will kill me or save me once again
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Writer(s): Viktor Petrov
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