Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Sun Goes Down, the Streets Are Black , by - Timid Tiger. Release date: 29.03.2012
Song language: English
The Sun Goes Down, the Streets Are Black |
| Funky box and deadly beats |
| We got too many gangs around the streets |
| We got sunshine and deadly heat |
| We got free-roamin' kids singin' trick or treat |
| We got bad boys and poisoned rats |
| We got too many rappers with baseball bats |
| We got old records and hot cassettes |
| We got a charity service for the living dead |
| We got a fine line and a deadly plot |
| We got half-dead bodies in a parking lot |
| We got strange eyes and hungry hearts |
| And a cloud full of flies and a coal black art |
| Got sold out long ago |
| But the crowd keeps pushin' to the overload |
| We got skyscrapers in the slums |
| We got the filthy rich and the beggin' ones |
| The sun goes down, the streets are black |
| And I can’t hide this thought I have |
| Something strange is goin' round |
| Yeah I can feel it coming |
| Radios on repeat |
| Got a bollywood blues and a bhangra beat |
| We got local trains overflowing |
| Got a government dog busy whistle blowing |
| Got pipedreams and broken thoughts |
| Caus' she likes it cool and he likes it hot |
| Got traffic jams and holy cows |
| Got lovers on the street chasin' the sundown |
| We got rattle snakes and monkey biz |
| We got dark black boroughs in a cold abyss |
| We got poets killin' crazy rhymes |
| On chairs on streets tryin' to make a dime |
| Got hand-me-down boys and whores |
| This grace is a bit of a dinosaur |
| We got heavy rain and a dusty wind |
| It’s been a while but I’m still not used to the spin |
| The sun goes down, the streets are black |
| And I can’t hide this thought I have |
| Something strange is goin' round |
| Yeah I can feel it coming |