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• Artiste: Tom Frampton
• Titre: Ambush
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Busted shoes and ramblin' blues, I'm going nowhere but I'll get there soon. A hot day's work beneath the moon and tonight i'm a long time gone. “ This life is an ambush,” he said “and I can still hear her voice when I lie in bed. These thoughts keep burning up inside of my head you gotta keep on keepin' on.” I got beat, couldn't take the heat and with the noise that night I was kept asleep Life drags by 8 days a week and the summertime's come and gone “This life is an ambush,” he said “and some day's I wake up wishing I was dead. It's written on the walls, but it's never been read you gotta keep on keepin' on.” Broken homes and broken hearts, it was already over since before the start Fix me up and glue me back apart and set me right back stumbling along “This life is an ambush,” he said “and I can still hear her voice when I lie in bed. These thoughts keep burning up inside of my head you gotta keep on keepin' on.” Empty roads and patched up clothes and the night so quiet its about to explode Wind is crashing and the lightning blows Lord knows these days are long “This life is an ambush,” he said “and some day's I wake up wishing I was dead. It's written on the walls, but it's never been read you gotta keep on keepin' on.”