Alannah Myles - Our World Our Times
Little Tramp Comin' Up The Strip With A Hundred Dollar Smile Sparks Flyin' Off Her Fingertips, Drive The Young Cop Wild Some Nights Are Wound So Tight Like A Storm About To Break Better Stand In Your Doorway When Everything Starts To Shake You Get Restless Like A Cat Waking Up At Midnight, Hungry, Never Quite Satisfied Chorus: This Is Our World And These Are Our Times This Is Our World And These Are Our Times Little Brother Like A Street God With A Drop Dead Attitude Say He's Looking Like A Shadow Now, Runnin' Low On Green And Food Some Lives Are Wound Up Tight Like A Wave About To Crash Hard Times Seem To Multiply While The Joy Runs Out So Fast You Get Restless Like A Kid Crawling Out Of A Bad Dream Hungry, Never Quite Satisfied Chorus Repeats 2x (solo) Make Way For The Son Of A Rebel Wired To A Bottle Of Flame He's Got Two Black Eyes And A Purple Heart And A Bone Hangin' On A Chain These Times Are Like Dynamite, A Head-on With History Some Fool's Bound To Burn It All Down, Don't Care About You And Me He'll Get Desperate Like A Child In The Eye Of A Nightmare Hungry, Never Quite Satisfied Chorus Repeats 2x
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