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letra de ii: the road giveth... - rent strike

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i could walk, i could walk for days
across bridges and old highways
bare feet, achey bones
skin burnt by the sun

no one around me but a few close friends
no one to tell me how the world’s gonna end
unconcerned with the wars
and the bombs we would run

we’d find a place in history
carving our names in that old oak tree
whiskey round the fire
now i lay me down to sleep

and in the morning, i would feel so good
waking up in the middle of the woods
legs stretched, palms up
and greeting the dawn with this song, it goes

oh, i’ll always be angry
i’ll never be sober
i’ll never grow old
and i, i miss my home
sometimes, but mostly i don’t
mostly, i don’t

i could ride, i could ride this train
across mountains and sprawling plains
blowing smoke
and spitting in the wind

and i’d never care what lies ahead
these things are easier done than said
all it takes is a step

oh, i’ll always be angry
i’ll never be sober
i’ll never grow old
and i, i miss my home
sometimes, but mostly i don’t
mostly, i don’t

so, this is it, at long, long last?
beholden to nothing but the shadow of the past
i just let the time p-ss

’cos, living good, living right
is so much more complex than the black and the white
and i’m not gonna waste my time
i’m not gonna waste my life

i’m gonna keep going
oh, my liver’s just fine, thanks
this will never get old
and i, i miss my home
sometime, but mostly i don’t
mostly, i don’t. i don’t. i don’t. no

i’ll always be angry
i’ll never be sober
i’ll never grow old
and i, i miss my home
except when i don’t
and mostly, i don’t

- rent strike

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