Lyrics:
Welcome to Hell's Kitchen, welcome to Hell's Kitchen
Where its hell living, them hawkers dwell in it
Welcome to Hell's Kitchen, welcome to Hell's
Exodus Links ah
I'm the son of a hawker
So i grind hard
I grind hard
I grind hard yh
I know I've seen dirt in this game
All for the money and fame
One day ego bee ooo oo oo ooo
Whether you be truck pusher
Whether you be shoe maker
Whether you be street hawker
One day ego bee ooo
Whether you be
Fringuelli, passeri,
Panna, torron!
Hawkers
Oranges, dates!
Hot roasted chestnuts! Crosses, knick-knacks! Cookies and candies! Flowers for the ladies! Pies
the lies
Smash me down to the dirt and I'll bray
For there's one more story to
Sell on my hawker's tray one more time
Reality lost
And I don't mind - for
Then the workers all move on again.
And the tramps and hawkers, with stories wild,
Beguiled a young boy's dreams,
Enticing me to leave my home,
ndani usi shoot jo polisi
Mr Polisi Yeah
Maboy wako ndani Madem wako ndani ma Hawker wako ndani
Wasom wako ndani na Whoa
Polisi Mr Polisi Yeah Aya
Please
you mine
No Hawkers
Canvassers
No Door Knockers
No Hawkers
Canvassers
No Door Knockers
Wristwatches in raincoats
Grey swatches with home loans
Take
Inga flygplan inga Hawker Hart att skicka upp
Inga Spitfire inga Hawker Hurricane
Med kullager från Göteborg
La vi ut med kurs i väster ut mot Kirkwall
the creatures of the night,
Oh yeah.
I'm a sleepwalker.
I'm a night stalker.
I'm a street walker.
I'm a night hawker.
Ev'rybody got secrets that
the creatures of the night,
Oh yeah.
I'm a sleepwalker.
I'm a night stalker.
I'm a street walker.
I'm a night hawker.
Ev'rybody got secrets that
Out Your Borders
Govern Your Own State
Take a Slice in the Disorder
They Won't Give You a Taste
We Are All Street Hawkers
Hustling for Our Place
We Are
tengo pain
Uh ey
A mi me la su' si estaba en LA
No tiene actitud, solo tiene face
( Thanks Hawkers! )
donde estabas tu no habían ""play's""
( Thanks
tiptoe
Watch out the number
널 애타게 찾는 Sweet hawkers
Face up to reality
Matter is always in your own
Laugh cry hurt
They tell me this is happiness
The more I
to fucking wear
The Soiled Mask they call protection
That keeps the herd so unaware
Fuck the politics of greed
Shadow Puppets, Hawker's seed
Big Tech fucking
Just trying to kick it but it ain't soccer
I fuck with you because you put up like a locker
She keeping her eye on me yeah she a hawker
I'm a real
coming this way!
Urchins
No, that way!
Musetta
Good!
Townspeople, HAWKERS
Make way! Make way!
Children
I want to see! I want to hear!
Musetta
Quick,
Midway hawkers calling "try your luck with me"
Merry-go-round wheezing the same old melody
A thousand ten-cent wonders, who could ask for more?
Midway hawkers calling "try your luck with me"
Merry-go-round wheezing the same old melody
A thousand ten-cent wonders, who could ask for more?
Oh come all ye tramps and hawker lads and gatherers oblaw
That tramps the country round and round come listen ane and all
I'll tell to ye a rovin'
Midway hawkers calling "try your luck with me"
Merry-go-round wheezing the same old melody
A thousand ten-cent wonders, who could ask for more?
Too many hawkers on this travelin' show
Everybody's got something to sell
Bootleg Swatches, cardboard Gucci gear
Watch your step at the wishing well
there's a sanitation, y'all full of thrash talker
Sounding good but money can you feed the dog hawker
Talking 'bout your mic days and your breakdancing
Not
hawkers on this travelin' show
Everybody's got something to sell
Bootleg Swatches, cardboard Gucci gear
Watch your step at the wishing well
What's
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