Strange Town

Duration

3:06

Genres

Rock

Description

Lyrics

Man is man of many faces Many different creeds Many different races And they all build up from the ground All the things they love can be found In their strange towns. And I'm a stranger in this strange town... All there time is spent to make A dime, And that's all that's on their mind. But I'm doing fine,,organic wine. I'm doing fine.organic wine. And they all line up to get in line And there all there by design. But I'm doin fine.organic wine. And I'm doin fine,organic wine. Well man is a man that don't know what he chases. As he trips and falls cause he forgot to tie his laces And they've all grown def to the sound Of the thing that keeps them down In their strange towns. And I'm a stranger in this strange town. And they all learn to obey the signs. And the laws of many kinds. But I'm doin fine ,organic wine, I'm doin fine.. And they all are chained to the grind And they all have become blind. But I'm doin fine organic wine. Im doin fine ,,organic wine... Bridge... In this town this strange town Many different things to keep you down, Many different ways to make you behave Many different laws to keep you enslaved In this town this strange town. Many different ways To make you drown. Many different ways to make you crave. Many different ways to turn you gaze. In this town this strange town. Many different ways to keep you bound... Man is a man that enters many races ,as he seeks his dreams And he runs around his bases. But they all return back to to ground and it seems that's where he's bound. In this strange town in this strange town and im a stranger in this strange in this strange town And they all have burdens on their minds And they always seek to find But I'm doin fine ,on organic wine. And I'm doin fine ,organic wine And they all are caught up in decline. And there all there by design But I'm doin fine...