Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Memphis, artist - Rancid. Album song Indestructible, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 18.08.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Epitaph
Song language: English
Memphis |
I’ve lived my whole life, made mistakes, |
From the get-go, |
Street kid from the start, right, no regrets though, |
I do what I want, yeah, cuz I said so, |
No sleep for the weak, right? |
No, bet no. |
Rollin’with the punk rockers, |
I ain’t lying, |
Fake guns, fake bands, |
Fake punk, I ain’t buying, |
Hit the road, |
All I know, |
Rock and roll ain’t dying, about fifteen deep, |
We hit the streets low ridin. |
By the time we made it to New Orleans, |
It must have been half past three. |
By the time we made it to Memphis, |
We were crazy. |
Tonight, draw a blanket, |
And a pillow to keep us warm, |
Tonight, protect us from the storm. |
He was back, causing trouble, |
Time’s they’re a comin’round, |
Oh no, let me go to another round, |
Tuesday night is when the storm’s gonna settle down, |
Had a glance, circumstance, |
Don’t cause, trouble bound, |
She’s the one, all alone, I come lookin', |
Smoke and mirrors as I watch, |
Aw, that girl was trippin', |
It’s no fun, lost again, |
To have your heart broken, |
Greed is from a world that is built on hustling. |
By the time we made it to New Orleans, |
It must have been half past three. |
By the time we made it to Memphis, |
We were crazy. |
Tonight, draw a blanket, |
and a pillow to keep us warm, |
Tonight, protect us from the storm. |
The breaks were falling when they had failed, |
Every road can lead ya straight down to fucking hell, |
Rain stopped falling when they had failed, |
Every road can take ya straight down to hell. |
Doing nothing here, everyone straight trippin, |
Happy at times, are gone, past starts slippin, |
This will be enough to keep me on the road livin, |
Good every night, in a different city I’ll be sleepin, |
Let me know, here we go, met a girl named Lola, |
Is she here? |
Is she there? |
Drinking Jack and cola, |
She says, «Tim, where ya been? |
I got somethin’to show ya, |
Lola fired off her clothes and started rock and rollin! |
By the time we made it to New Orleans, |
It must have been half past three. |
By the time we made it to Memphis, |
We were crazy. |
Tonight, draw a blanket, |
and a pillow keep us warm, |
Tonight, protect us from the storm. |