Friday Night is Music Night: Bandits, Cowboys, Fugitives.

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I have the 7" EP, this comes from!


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EDIT; Sunday 26th @ 20:14

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View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4tCs0Lq6oE


Got a lot of memories tied up in this place
So much time spent in so little space
What looked like the world through the eyes of a child
Kind of closes in on you after awhile
It's a place to grow up and a place to grow old
You keep your mouth shut and you do what you're told
I told mama the day that I ran
This ain't no place for an angry young man
Mama if you could see me right now
You'd be so sure you failed me somehow
Mama you never could understand
There ain't no peace for an angry young man

A cheap hotel a long way from my home
So many people make you feel so alone
Dreams die easy out here in these streets
And hearts grow cold in the city heat
I ain't never been the patient kind
I got to live like I please or die tryin'
At a filling station with a gun in my hand
The only way for an angry young man


Got a lot of memories tied up in this place
Tonight they're starin' me right in the face
A lonely grave on the outskirts of town
It's three in the morning, ain't no one around
Just like a ghost I come out of the night
But I'll be gone before the morning light
Mama I hope that you understand

This ain't no place for an angry young man
 

raleighnut

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A fugitive, if he ran afterwards


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She wore red dresses
with her black shining hair
She had my baby
and caused me to care
Then coldly she left me
to suffer and cry
'Cause, She wore red dresses
and told such sweet lies

I never knew him
but he took her away
And on my knees like a madman
for vengeance I prayed
While the pain and the anger
destroyed my weak mind
She wore red dresses
and left the wounded behind

I searched til I found them,
then I cursed at the sight
Of their sleeping shadows
in the cold neon light
In the dark morning silence
I placed the gun to her head

'Cause, She wore red dresses,
but now she lay dead...
 
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