Song | This Town |
Artist | Elton John |
Album | Ice On Fire |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Bernie Taupin Music:Elton John | |
It's closing time the boys are all together at the bar | |
Staring in their glasses | |
Looks like another layoff at the yard | |
Yesterday I heard union hall come down | |
They hit it with a wrecking ball | |
And they try but nothing changes in this town | |
Cap in hand stood in line | |
Your family ties are the chains that bind | |
The endless wheel goes round and round | |
Chances are you'll never leave this town | |
Oh oh no | |
Like a river now the empty streets are flooded out with rain | |
It's falling on the playground | |
While the kids get wet playing the same old games | |
Locked away so many things remind them of war | |
They tap the pavement with their canes | |
The good old days ain't so good no more |
Lyrics: Bernie Taupin Music: Elton John | |
It' s closing time the boys are all together at the bar | |
Staring in their glasses | |
Looks like another layoff at the yard | |
Yesterday I heard union hall come down | |
They hit it with a wrecking ball | |
And they try but nothing changes in this town | |
Cap in hand stood in line | |
Your family ties are the chains that bind | |
The endless wheel goes round and round | |
Chances are you' ll never leave this town | |
Oh oh no | |
Like a river now the empty streets are flooded out with rain | |
It' s falling on the playground | |
While the kids get wet playing the same old games | |
Locked away so many things remind them of war | |
They tap the pavement with their canes | |
The good old days ain' t so good no more |
Lyrics: Bernie Taupin Music: Elton John | |
It' s closing time the boys are all together at the bar | |
Staring in their glasses | |
Looks like another layoff at the yard | |
Yesterday I heard union hall come down | |
They hit it with a wrecking ball | |
And they try but nothing changes in this town | |
Cap in hand stood in line | |
Your family ties are the chains that bind | |
The endless wheel goes round and round | |
Chances are you' ll never leave this town | |
Oh oh no | |
Like a river now the empty streets are flooded out with rain | |
It' s falling on the playground | |
While the kids get wet playing the same old games | |
Locked away so many things remind them of war | |
They tap the pavement with their canes | |
The good old days ain' t so good no more |