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• Artiste: Rick Springfield
• Titre: Broke House
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Praying God is in the house A house consumed by fiction A rough hand in her blouse Abused by his addiction His mouth is full of lies Her life is helter skelter There is no compromise There is no path to shelter Living in a Broke House Everything is busted Dagger-and-cloak house Where nobody's trusted Shadow and smoke house All the locks are rusted Living in a Broke House (Living in a broke house) Yeah, he was kind at first Refuge from her crazy father Now she can't tell what's worse Ravaged wife or ravaged daughter Thru the smokescreen of lies He comes intoxicated Force himself between her thighs He leaves her lost and naked Living in a Broke House Everything is busted Dagger-and-cloak house Where nobody's trusted Shadow and a smoke house All the locks are rusted Living in a Broke House (Living in a broke house) It comes in from the south She sees it in his eyes One hand across her mouth Neighbors won't hear her cries This house becomes a cage There is no compromise When his lust and anger rage She is the sacrifice Living in a Broke House Everything is busted Dagger-and-cloak house Where nobody's trusted Shadow and smoke house All the locks are rusted Living in a Broke House (Living in a broke house) Living in a Broke House She'd like to burn it down A sea of flames and smoke house And tell the whole damn town It's an inside joke house Where she never gets the joke Living in a broke house (living in a broke house)