Contactez-nous

• Artiste: Chadderandom Abyss (The)
• Titre: Small Town Bar Talk
Assurez-vous que les corrections sont tout à fait exactes
S'il vous plaît, les mettez en évidence en quelque sorte!
Vous pouvez, par exemple, écrire
INCORRECT: avant la mauvaise ligne
CORRECT: avant la correspondant ligne correcte
Autrement, nous ne pouvons les corriger pas! Merci pour votre aide.
You were raised in a little town So everyone all around Knew every little thing about your life Knew all about your father's 2nd wife And her trip to the insane asylum Pick up the phone, start dialin, start gossipin... Everybody knows... Your mama left you when you were 4 Left you and your daddy to be a dirty whore You say you admire him to this day But you just keep emulatin her in every way And when you get out of hearin range Everyones got a nickel, lookin for some change So they can give their two cents and a little pity Talkin bout how you just got out of tent city That you drink more than your mother Who left your half brother... with your father Who took full responsibility... even though it ain't his Just cuz he's the one that knows how to raise some kids Although its questionable if he's even gotta clue He didn't do a very good job raisin you And while I sit here talkin shit I think my voice got a little too loud Cuz I just felt someone elses spit And I'm gettin a crowd, an angry mob So I think I'm gonna run, like its my job