Tyger Bay Lyrics
| Song | Tyger Bay |
| Artist | Tygers of Pan Tang |
| Album | Spellbound |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Deverill, Dick, Laws, Sykes ... | |
| Look out, nowhere to hide, | |
| They don't care down there, | |
| It's a hard fight to survive, | |
| You'll never be prepared . | |
| See the blood on the sidewalk, | |
| Listen to violence talk | |
| Hear the night call, | |
| Over the city, | |
| The kids begin their war . | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Gotta get out, | |
| Gotta get away, | |
| You'll have to pay, | |
| If you stay too long, | |
| In Tyger Bay . | |
| The street claims, one more, | |
| Life's got no direction, | |
| Can't depend on the law, | |
| Too much frustration, . | |
| Women gaze from red windows, | |
| In expensive rags, | |
| Selling themselves to shadows, | |
| Can't hide their scars . | |
| [Chorus (repeat)] | |
| What can I do, What can I say, | |
| To change the situation, | |
| You're on your own, no helping hand, | |
| So lost and alone . | |
| People don't care, they always stay | |
| Away from the place, | |
| Get out while you can, | |
| There's too much hate . |
| zuo ci : Deverill, Dick, Laws, Sykes ... | |
| Look out, nowhere to hide, | |
| They don' t care down there, | |
| It' s a hard fight to survive, | |
| You' ll never be prepared. | |
| See the blood on the sidewalk, | |
| Listen to violence talk | |
| Hear the night call, | |
| Over the city, | |
| The kids begin their war. | |
| Chorus | |
| Gotta get out, | |
| Gotta get away, | |
| You' ll have to pay, | |
| If you stay too long, | |
| In Tyger Bay. | |
| The street claims, one more, | |
| Life' s got no direction, | |
| Can' t depend on the law, | |
| Too much frustration,. | |
| Women gaze from red windows, | |
| In expensive rags, | |
| Selling themselves to shadows, | |
| Can' t hide their scars. | |
| Chorus repeat | |
| What can I do, What can I say, | |
| To change the situation, | |
| You' re on your own, no helping hand, | |
| So lost and alone. | |
| People don' t care, they always stay | |
| Away from the place, | |
| Get out while you can, | |
| There' s too much hate. |
| zuò cí : Deverill, Dick, Laws, Sykes ... | |
| Look out, nowhere to hide, | |
| They don' t care down there, | |
| It' s a hard fight to survive, | |
| You' ll never be prepared. | |
| See the blood on the sidewalk, | |
| Listen to violence talk | |
| Hear the night call, | |
| Over the city, | |
| The kids begin their war. | |
| Chorus | |
| Gotta get out, | |
| Gotta get away, | |
| You' ll have to pay, | |
| If you stay too long, | |
| In Tyger Bay. | |
| The street claims, one more, | |
| Life' s got no direction, | |
| Can' t depend on the law, | |
| Too much frustration,. | |
| Women gaze from red windows, | |
| In expensive rags, | |
| Selling themselves to shadows, | |
| Can' t hide their scars. | |
| Chorus repeat | |
| What can I do, What can I say, | |
| To change the situation, | |
| You' re on your own, no helping hand, | |
| So lost and alone. | |
| People don' t care, they always stay | |
| Away from the place, | |
| Get out while you can, | |
| There' s too much hate. |
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