Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Doomsday, artist - Transplants.
Date of issue: 20.06.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Doomsday |
I took a slow drag off my smoke |
I leaned back and I drink my coke |
I got approached by a shady bloke |
He talked big but ahh, he was broke |
I was born in a shadowy world |
Wasteland, mean and hard boiled |
With Tragedies and Turmoil |
Disenfranchised and disembroiled |
Lost files and small filed places |
I don’t care what color your face is |
One day you’re gonna lose all traces |
And war shit on all men and races |
In the city of down and out |
Money’s always gonna equal clout |
So all along you have to scream and shout |
In the city of down and out |
Preacher wants a judgement day |
Junkie keeps the world at bay |
Policeman wants us to obey |
Doomsday, doomsday |
Doomsday, doomsday |
Preacher wants a judgement day |
Junkie keeps the world at bay |
Policeman wants us to obey |
Doomsday, doomsday |
Doomsday, doomsday |
Give me mine give me all that you’ve got |
Take off your shoes and fork over the pot |
I like your chain and I’m needin' the watch |
And your girl looks good, she could travel the block |
It’s all here if you’re looking to score |
I’m downtown San Pedro at fourth |
Everything from the stem to the torch |
Then we hang 'em all high for a few dollars more |
I said I won’t but I bet that I will |
So fun your clothes, I suggest that you chill |
They all talk about keeping it real |
But the second that it pop up let your homeboy squeal |
Let it go you ain’t ready for drama |
Get you sore for trying to wreck my new karma |
Ain’t cause I want to, it’s just that I’ve gotta' |
You know conscience is a motherfucker lock on your daughter |
(Tim) |
And the television’s spewing hate |
Talking bout the rise of crime ratings |
Heard the broke state gonna say it |
It’s all sinking now and we’re way too late |
You let this wash it clean |
In the heart of Washington |
And if he’s looking in |
What they gonna do within the machine? |