| Song | Not Without a Purpose |
| Artist | Street Dogs |
| Album | Fading American Dream |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bean, Hollar, McColgan, Rioux ... | |
| Not without a purpose and it's not without a fight | |
| I've got three tales to tell you so please sit tight | |
| It's the story of three underdogs who've grown to see their light | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Been away for far too long, you're on my mind | |
| Got your picture and | |
| I stare at it all the time | |
| Minutes turn to hours, hours into days | |
| And as each one passes by it feels all the same | |
| But the lights they go dark, | |
| Man In Black on the | |
| P.A. Walk up the stairs as one again to decimate the stage | |
| Not without a purpose and it's not without a fight | |
| Our spirit lives forever blinded by the city lights | |
| If we keep our act together we might make another night | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Hey, I was always just another average kid | |
| Looking up to the | |
| Pistols, idolizing | |
| Sid I guess my parents never really felt the same | |
| Spikes and leather jackets hurt my family name | |
| Now I'm on the streets, now | |
| I've been locked out | |
| Friends and punk rock music were the only way out | |
| Started as a firm believer, now | |
| I own my doubts | |
| As it's pretty clear a civil war has broken out | |
| A Southie iron worker leaving work behind | |
| As W.M.D. propaganda warped my fragile mind | |
| But now I've lived the truth, my eyes are open wide | |
| E.T.S. to | |
| Boston leave an oil war behind | |
| Not without a purpose and it's not without a fight | |
| Another poor kid caught up in a fire fight | |
| I don't believe in | |
| Jesus but | |
| I pray to | |
| God tonight | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Never give up, never give in, never walk away, always fighting | |
| Never give up, never give in, never walk away, always fighting | |
| Been away for far too long, you're on my mind | |
| Got your picture and | |
| I stare at it all the time | |
| Minutes turn to hours, hours into days | |
| And as each one passes by it feels all the same | |
| Not without a purpose and it's not without a fight | |
| Our spirit lives forever blinded by the city lights | |
| If we keep our act together we might make another night | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Not without a purpose and it's not without a fight | |
| Our spirit lives forever blinded by the city lights | |
| If we keep our act together we might make another night | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight |
| zuo qu : Bean, Hollar, McColgan, Rioux ... | |
| Not without a purpose and it' s not without a fight | |
| I' ve got three tales to tell you so please sit tight | |
| It' s the story of three underdogs who' ve grown to see their light | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Been away for far too long, you' re on my mind | |
| Got your picture and | |
| I stare at it all the time | |
| Minutes turn to hours, hours into days | |
| And as each one passes by it feels all the same | |
| But the lights they go dark, | |
| Man In Black on the | |
| P. A. Walk up the stairs as one again to decimate the stage | |
| Not without a purpose and it' s not without a fight | |
| Our spirit lives forever blinded by the city lights | |
| If we keep our act together we might make another night | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Hey, I was always just another average kid | |
| Looking up to the | |
| Pistols, idolizing | |
| Sid I guess my parents never really felt the same | |
| Spikes and leather jackets hurt my family name | |
| Now I' m on the streets, now | |
| I' ve been locked out | |
| Friends and punk rock music were the only way out | |
| Started as a firm believer, now | |
| I own my doubts | |
| As it' s pretty clear a civil war has broken out | |
| A Southie iron worker leaving work behind | |
| As W. M. D. propaganda warped my fragile mind | |
| But now I' ve lived the truth, my eyes are open wide | |
| E. T. S. to | |
| Boston leave an oil war behind | |
| Not without a purpose and it' s not without a fight | |
| Another poor kid caught up in a fire fight | |
| I don' t believe in | |
| Jesus but | |
| I pray to | |
| God tonight | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Never give up, never give in, never walk away, always fighting | |
| Never give up, never give in, never walk away, always fighting | |
| Been away for far too long, you' re on my mind | |
| Got your picture and | |
| I stare at it all the time | |
| Minutes turn to hours, hours into days | |
| And as each one passes by it feels all the same | |
| Not without a purpose and it' s not without a fight | |
| Our spirit lives forever blinded by the city lights | |
| If we keep our act together we might make another night | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Not without a purpose and it' s not without a fight | |
| Our spirit lives forever blinded by the city lights | |
| If we keep our act together we might make another night | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight |
| zuò qǔ : Bean, Hollar, McColgan, Rioux ... | |
| Not without a purpose and it' s not without a fight | |
| I' ve got three tales to tell you so please sit tight | |
| It' s the story of three underdogs who' ve grown to see their light | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Been away for far too long, you' re on my mind | |
| Got your picture and | |
| I stare at it all the time | |
| Minutes turn to hours, hours into days | |
| And as each one passes by it feels all the same | |
| But the lights they go dark, | |
| Man In Black on the | |
| P. A. Walk up the stairs as one again to decimate the stage | |
| Not without a purpose and it' s not without a fight | |
| Our spirit lives forever blinded by the city lights | |
| If we keep our act together we might make another night | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Hey, I was always just another average kid | |
| Looking up to the | |
| Pistols, idolizing | |
| Sid I guess my parents never really felt the same | |
| Spikes and leather jackets hurt my family name | |
| Now I' m on the streets, now | |
| I' ve been locked out | |
| Friends and punk rock music were the only way out | |
| Started as a firm believer, now | |
| I own my doubts | |
| As it' s pretty clear a civil war has broken out | |
| A Southie iron worker leaving work behind | |
| As W. M. D. propaganda warped my fragile mind | |
| But now I' ve lived the truth, my eyes are open wide | |
| E. T. S. to | |
| Boston leave an oil war behind | |
| Not without a purpose and it' s not without a fight | |
| Another poor kid caught up in a fire fight | |
| I don' t believe in | |
| Jesus but | |
| I pray to | |
| God tonight | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Never give up, never give in, never walk away, always fighting | |
| Never give up, never give in, never walk away, always fighting | |
| Been away for far too long, you' re on my mind | |
| Got your picture and | |
| I stare at it all the time | |
| Minutes turn to hours, hours into days | |
| And as each one passes by it feels all the same | |
| Not without a purpose and it' s not without a fight | |
| Our spirit lives forever blinded by the city lights | |
| If we keep our act together we might make another night | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Not without a purpose and it' s not without a fight | |
| Our spirit lives forever blinded by the city lights | |
| If we keep our act together we might make another night | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight | |
| Not without a purpose, not without a fight |