Blues Run the Game Lyrics Written by Jackson C.Frank Catch a boat to England, baby, Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone
Well I've been a losin' gambler Just throwin' snake eyes Love ain't got me downhearted I know up around the corner lies My fool's paradise In just
Listen to the lyrics we are the one's prophesied to return My main concern is for all of you to learn How to live, yes through the lyrics I give and send
what's there at the door that changed my life without a simple reason why feel another afternoon split my poor broken heart in two it's not a friend that
You ain't been thinkin' this through, now have ya? The last thing you need is the thing that you keep coming back to The memories still fresh in your
Well, it was Friday night last week we got pulled over with an O 53 and Ogden by a condescending po Tried to fill his quota book Stopped us no reason
Your gravity is strong, it's now or never These painted lines go on this road forever Crowded and broke, didn't talk for hours I'm all out of smoke We
Words divide Touched down on a southwest runway Time collides Shipments that never came I drank enough To almost feel at home right here Breaking rules
I'm in the wrong fucking place, at the wrong fucking time Don't worry motherfucker cause I'll still get mine I know the magnitude of the right attitude
I'm addicted to the city lights, I guess you're right But something changed tonight I made it through with spontaneity But this monotony is killing
The radio plays our favorite song It's what keeps me holding on Baby, do you miss me Now that I'm gone The DJ play our favorite song It's what keeps
I'm gonna steal your girlfriend I went to my boys house I met his sister I knew right then I had to get with her She had a boyfriend he wasn't worthy
You can call it anything you want the fact remains the same I never got to be your Fred Astaire You can lie to yourself and all your friends and pretend
It's 3 to 10 the pigs are here Give me 10 seconds to slam my beers No wounded soldiers kill them all The pigs found me in a bathroom stall They called
She only comes my way when no one's looking The dance hall's packed again Move through your body, move to the music A drink and smoke in hand With
As usual I'm late, what's the difference I see the same faces My attitude is plain, just the same as the vibe in this place is I'm shaking hands and smiling
Still wandering Keeping my sanity But they won't let me dream to live or live to dream I'm still envisioning I'm singing to herd of thousands
I've been tired before, but never like this What's happened to me, what's happened to me Are you talking to me, cause talking is cheap Can you imagine