Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Texas, Me and You, artist - Asleep At The Wheel. Album song Live - Stateside, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 21.07.2013
Record label: RMP Global
Song language: English
Texas, Me and You |
Do you ever stop to count all the invitations |
At the end of the day when it comes down to one decision |
Of dead beat girls and freaks at a peoples convention |
All these sugars with no vitamin sensation |
Do you ever stop to look over old relations |
Or look to the belly of another one’s emotions |
Someone young in the winds of a revolution |
Trying to save his face in the evolution |
Asleep at the wheel |
No windshield |
But you know that the streets |
Here don’t change |
He’s kept alive in the chain of mental starvation |
Bone rail skinny, only feeding off frustration |
Unlike you who seem bred from corruption |
Feeding off the plates of an ununited nation |
Asleep at the wheel |
No windshield |
But you know that the streets |
Here don’t change |
With a lover in the street whose waiting to make a connection |
To be the mother to the soul of your next abortion |
She’ll steal your money with the eyes of a baby’s complexion |
Then she’ll laugh at you and your sexual invention |
Smelling like a rose, in the flowers of devotion |
Devoted the heat of a spotlight in motion |
With a face full of mud even though you were only joking |
As if you really understood the value of isolation |
Asleep at the wheel |
No windshield |
But you know that the streets |
Here don’t change |
Your tongue so fast like a freight train coming on rollin' |
Every smile you give’s just to keep your mouth from clothin' |
Every engine burns as a sign of the explosion |
Locked in neutral your engines are broken |
Like candle wax that sun melts into the ocean |
Like the moon that lights the tracks of the old train station |
You can color in the lines of mother earth’s addictions |
And not hold a gun in the face of the Earth’s abduction |
Asleep at the wheel |
No windshield |
But you know that the streets |
Here don’t change |