Promises

Published by Allan Kolski Horwitz

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Lyrics: PROMISES Out in the street, rolled myself some smoke Not much else to do – believe me, I’m broke These days, all you see, locks on factory gates Bosses say sorry, we got to learn to wait I been hanging from the corners of my life Got two kids already, thank God there’s no wife Thank God, there’s no wife! Promises of better times – we’ve heard them all before Promises of better times – wild dogs are at the door Promises, my oh my! How each one swears! But who really cares? These promises are bare! Sitting in my blacked-out room, it’s getting pretty cold Got no money for the meter, furniture’s been sold Think I’ll go to my ma for a slice of bread Got the shakes from last night’s gumba, babbelas is in my head Toilet’s not flushing, there’s rats out on the stair My sweetie won’t kiss me, says my breath gives her a scare Breath gives her a scare! Promises of better times – can’t stand them anymore Promises of better times – use them to wipe the floor Promises, my oh my! How each one swears! But who really cares? These promises are bare! Survival’s a hustle, survival’s a scam Follow a tourist, pick a pocket if I can The lawmen is out in force, working overtime To keep me in my place, see I tow the line Believe me, I’m fed up, back against the wall The future’s got us tied to a demolition ball A demolition ball! Promises of better times – those who make them are a bore Promises of better times – they’re rotten to the core Promises, my, oh, my! How each one swears! But who really cares? Their promises are bare! #audio #Rock #Reggae #Folk #Jazz

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