Song | The Streets |
Artist | Soul Asylum |
Album | Delayed Reaction (Deluxe Edition) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
It’s never quite complete, | |
It’s never ever discrete | |
But people just disappear | |
And the people you meet | |
They come from anywhere | |
But not just anywhere | |
They all got stories to tell | |
They all got secrets to keep | |
And meet by someone you like | |
It may go get a fight | |
Start feeling insecure, you think it’s something you like | |
But as you’re passing by | |
You kinda wanna cry | |
You thinking ain’t a dream | |
It’s in your life | |
She keeps meoff the streets, | |
But she keeps me off the streets | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
So I was shooting this shit | |
Like I could handle it | |
Like I could live on the door | |
Running… And throw up crowd in a whole | |
Where it gets too cold | |
With nowhere to be and nowhere to go | |
And once to call my own, … letting me someone, she’s in love with… | |
Never cheat again, | |
And yet the lie’s a joke | |
But she keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
But she keeps me off the streets, | |
Hot … lava, when it finally breaks | |
Breaks over your head and leaves you on your way | |
Then she calls her dad and lies about the cash | |
And then she bails you out | |
And then you feel like an ass | |
Where have you gone, … | |
Got the self…you got nothing to eat… | |
I’ll see you on the streets | |
But she keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
But she keeps me off the streets. |
It' s never quite complete, | |
It' s never ever discrete | |
But people just disappear | |
And the people you meet | |
They come from anywhere | |
But not just anywhere | |
They all got stories to tell | |
They all got secrets to keep | |
And meet by someone you like | |
It may go get a fight | |
Start feeling insecure, you think it' s something you like | |
But as you' re passing by | |
You kinda wanna cry | |
You thinking ain' t a dream | |
It' s in your life | |
She keeps meoff the streets, | |
But she keeps me off the streets | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
So I was shooting this shit | |
Like I could handle it | |
Like I could live on the door | |
Running And throw up crowd in a whole | |
Where it gets too cold | |
With nowhere to be and nowhere to go | |
And once to call my own, letting me someone, she' s in love with | |
Never cheat again, | |
And yet the lie' s a joke | |
But she keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
But she keeps me off the streets, | |
Hot lava, when it finally breaks | |
Breaks over your head and leaves you on your way | |
Then she calls her dad and lies about the cash | |
And then she bails you out | |
And then you feel like an ass | |
Where have you gone, | |
Got the self you got nothing to eat | |
I' ll see you on the streets | |
But she keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
But she keeps me off the streets. |
It' s never quite complete, | |
It' s never ever discrete | |
But people just disappear | |
And the people you meet | |
They come from anywhere | |
But not just anywhere | |
They all got stories to tell | |
They all got secrets to keep | |
And meet by someone you like | |
It may go get a fight | |
Start feeling insecure, you think it' s something you like | |
But as you' re passing by | |
You kinda wanna cry | |
You thinking ain' t a dream | |
It' s in your life | |
She keeps meoff the streets, | |
But she keeps me off the streets | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
So I was shooting this shit | |
Like I could handle it | |
Like I could live on the door | |
Running And throw up crowd in a whole | |
Where it gets too cold | |
With nowhere to be and nowhere to go | |
And once to call my own, letting me someone, she' s in love with | |
Never cheat again, | |
And yet the lie' s a joke | |
But she keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
But she keeps me off the streets, | |
Hot lava, when it finally breaks | |
Breaks over your head and leaves you on your way | |
Then she calls her dad and lies about the cash | |
And then she bails you out | |
And then you feel like an ass | |
Where have you gone, | |
Got the self you got nothing to eat | |
I' ll see you on the streets | |
But she keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
She keeps me off the streets, | |
But she keeps me off the streets. |