Tytuł: Low life

• Wykonawca: The Police
• Wyświetleń: 219

Fatal fascination for the seedy part of town
   Walk down the street and your head spins round
   Don't be seen alone without your friends at night
   Take a gun or a knife to the low life
   Don't have to be born into this society
   Pay for love but the hate comes free
   Bring enough money for the rest of your life
   Don't bring your wife to the low life
   Bringing us there to the degradation
   Always keep your back to the wall
   No rewards for your infatuation
   Low life
   No life at all
   Yeah, low life, low life
   In here to long to be afraid anymore
   You can't reach the bed so you sleep on the floor
   You get so stoned you think you could fly
   But you won't get high on the low life