Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Preacher, artist - Fun Lovin' Criminals. Date of issue: 18.08.2005
Song language: English
The Preacher |
| My part of Broadway’s bumpin' karachi taught me one thing |
| If you’re gonna die for something bite down on the gun stop frontin |
| I’m gettin' bruised and battered just like Mick said, Manhattan |
| Just when I thought if mattered up jump from the cut my pastor |
| My heart is filled with pain, New York City just ain’t the same |
| My only company is all you players but I hate the games |
| The buildings skew my view it’s gotta get to you |
| Just when I thought it through there oh so many variables |
| Downtown don’t give a fuck, they think you’re all stuck op |
| They ain’t got the dough to duck, they ain’t got no time to see the preacher |
| My heart is filled with pain, New York City just ain’t the same |
| My only company is all you players but I hate the games |
| My heart is filled with pain, New York City just ain’t the same |
| My only company is all you players but I hate the games |