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Some information about Ballad of the Times Lyrics Title: Everything But The Girl - Ballad of the Times lyrics Artist: Everything But The Girl Album: Love Not Money Visitors: 9 visitors have visited Ballad of the Times Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Narrow streets breed narrow minds and Care for king but not for kind Itร‚ยดs a short hop to a long weekend when every move you apreehend Youร‚ยดll never find room to find your feet to walk out of this avenue Your pockets are lined with promises when did you promise ever pay for shoes? Counting coal trucks by the line and raise your glasses one more time ร‚ยดCause Billy has gone off to war And God knows what heร‚ยดs fighting for But wartime will make him a man Work that no one seeif you can A heroร‚ยดs grave is 6 feet deep not Room enough for all his plans. She can scrub the step but if heร‚ยดll never gleam If he did sheร‚ยดd smash the dream And theyร‚ยดve held the world too long But dreams are what you wake up from Father was a fighter too The only way to jump the queue Boxing clevertimes were tough But will that ever be enough? Youร‚ยดd never find room to find his feet To walk out of these avenues Their pockets are lined with promises When did they promise ever pay for shoes? When did they promise ever pay for shoes? Hottest songs from Everything But The Girl : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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