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| Fishbone Still Stuck in Your Throat Behind Closed Doors Forward,forward, back, back, back I've fallen and I can't get up and I'm slipping through the cracks I'm in a crisis and I can't afford the prices No means to feed my family, never mind the nices No escape, no pleasure I really can't seem to get my shit together Can't protect my children from the weather Me and my baby skin grows the toughest leather --CHORUS X2-- Where do they go? When it rains Where do they go? When it snows Where do they go? When the cold winds blow Where do they go? When we are warm behind closed doors The children cry themselves to sleep Another night with no food to eat Tear soaked pillow is a step of concrete It's enough to drive me to rob steal kill or cheat You may ask how can you live this rigid life No means to feed or house your babies and your wife As I will, I sunk to depths you can't fathom My lifes a blunder, it's no wonder why you can't imagine --CHORUS X2-- REGGAE BREAKDOWN Dem a go back down, dem a go way out Back to this real world we live in Dem a too far down, dem a too far out For the real concern we're givin' Dem all rob and steal, shoot up and kill Is the common misconception We all justify, we all ease our minds With these deceptions Now if life was a thing that money coulda buy Then the rich man would make war and the poor man would fight The rich mother would pity while the poor mother would cry While the rich make excuses and the poor people die Type a thing make I wanna go run and hide Back to me condo over off of Rodeo Dr. Grab a beer, try to remember a verse from the Bible Put on me Tivo and see who's off American Idol --CHORUS X2-- |
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