Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Front Street, artist - Gutter Twins. Album song Saturnalia, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 03.03.2008
Record label: Sub Pop
Song language: English
Front Street |
| Front Street |
| Ain’t no place for a boy, who |
| Likes to talk ways that boys do |
| Unstrung |
| Young, dumb, comfortably numb |
| I am- |
| Old as the star who bears you |
| Black as the bitch who wears you, tears you |
| Rips you apart and then turns it around |
| Come on feel me |
| I ain’t only one |
| When it comes apart |
| We’re gonna have some fun, son |
| Give me five minutes |
| With your sweetest sweet tea |
| If she’s as fine as your missus |
| Then she’s fine enough for me |
| A rod out the window |
| A suburban street |
| And I ain’t slept since Monday |
| Jump in and ride, we got deadlines to meet |
| People to use |
| Lovers to break |
| Handful of pills |
| No life to take |
| River too cold |
| Oven too hot |
| Bridge a one hundred and fifty foot drop |
| But there was a day I could say that I loved you |
| Early one evening I cut through Longview |
| Lifted you up, then you turned it around |
| Here on Front Street |
| All the good girls and their boys know |
| Down in the mine there are diamonds |
| Down on the street walk the lifeless |
| And now I know that you’re through with me |
| Can I tell you, my love, dead honestly? |
| Life is shame and your hands are stained |
| Walk in chains and change your name |
| Go where you go, but forget me not |
| Take a memory too, if it’s all you got |
| Chase your pain with a shot of rain |
| Dig with a spade or a razor blade |
| Come on feel me now |
| I ain’t only one |
| When it comes apart |
| We’re gonna have some fun, son |
| Come on feel me now |
| I ain’t only one |
| When it comes apart |
| We’re gonna have some fun, son |
| We’re gonna have some fun, son |
| We’re gonna have some fun, son |
| We’re gonna have some fun, son |
| Young, dumb, comfortably numb |
| Give me five minutes |
| Give me five minutes with your sweetest sweet tea |
| If she’s as fine as your missus |
| Then she’s fine enough for me |