Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Welcome To Struggleville, artist - Edwin Mccain. Album song Lost In America, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Vanguard
Song language: English
Welcome To Struggleville |
All is quiet on the Western front |
There appears to be a lull |
John and Jane Doe are sleeping well tonight |
With the little thoughts inside their skulls |
Salome she’s undressed to the nines |
Although a few pounds fatter |
She’s got Pavlov’s bells on her ankles and wrists |
She coming at you with her platter |
I stole down to the waterfront |
To escape the desert heat |
What on earth you gotta do around here |
To try and get yourself a drink |
Heard John the Baptist preaching |
«Make way for the King |
But if you wanna recognize him |
You gotta tell me all your sins» |
They are building a new gallows |
For when You show up on the street |
Polishing the electric chair |
They’re gonna give You a front row seat |
Heard a sneer outside the garden; |
Salutation so well-heeled: |
«Welcome all you suckers to Struggleville» |
I’ve been trying to negotiate peace |
With my own existence |
She’s gotta stockpile full of weaponry; |
She breaking every cease-fire agreement |
Whole thing is full of decay |
Just as sure as I’m made of dust |
And into rust I know the beast is falling |
They are building a new gallows |
For when You show up on the street |
Polishing the electric chair |
They’re gonna give You a front row seat |
Heard a sneer outside the garden; |
Salutation so well-heeled: |
«Final Stop! |
No points beyond Struggleville |