Lyrics:
I live down in Shantytown Where chicken's twenty cents a pound And if you live on such solid ground Whatcha doin' down in Shantytown? Whatcha
SHANTYTOWN Writer Johnny Cash - June Carter « © '67 Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP / Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP » (I live down in Shantytown where
a different road instead It's safe to say that I can't complain when I remembered what I'd said It brought me down She wore the thorn of crowns in a shantytown
to beat We got rhythm strong Burnin' in our thighs Celebrate all night long 'Cause we were alive Oh, a rich man come Shantytowns and slums Is where
for free Me, I'm just another face at Zanzibar But the waitress always serves a secret smile She's waiting out in Shantytown She's gonna pull
Golden Streets of this shantytown A cold world run by crooked crowns The maniacs and the panic attacks The police and a picture piece When fairytales are
for free Me I'm just another face at Zanzibar But the waitress always serves a secret smile She's waiting out in Shantytown She's gonna pull
free Me, I'm just another face at Zanzibar But the waitress always serves a secret smile She's waiting out in Shantytown She's gonna pull the curtains
don't give a fuck (yeah) Woo we started from the shantytown (shantytown) 痛みに利子付けて bounce back Ay ネオン街を見下ろし笑う 摩天楼に touch down Ha ha, yeah 要らない boast
It's a song written about a man in a shantytown outside of Johannesburg A man who's sick of looking down the barrel of white South Africa A man who is
back to the dust where you started Jenny cut her teeth in a midwest shack as a shantytown girl on the wrong end of the tracks her mama taught her
looks from the corridors of power to the crowded streets of the shantytown from the shoppin' malls to the fields of clover from the dance halls
detective, I'll play bloodhound, sniffin' up clues with my nose in the mud Down here in my shantytown, leave you alone, for the rest of my life By the time I
It was a shantytown, honky tonk kind of discotech just south of alpha region There was a cyborg, cyclops sitting at the bar and he seemed to take
Have you ever seen someone down on their knees Have you ever heard someone begging you please Have you ever been out in Shantytown The wild will wither,
Sitting down in the shantytown, Sitting down in the backseat I guess I’ll live As long as I can still get rid of you. Breaking down all my thoughts
trash Burn your cul-de-sac down Suburbias into shantytowns Metropolis or bust Salt of the sticks with lustful Eyes on the lights on the horizon Burn
Innercity Brazil exports to the rest of the world A beautiful image, carnival and hot sun Beautiful women, sexual tourism While at shantytown
detective, I'll play bloodhound, sniffin' up clues with my nose in the mud Down here in my shantytown, leave you alone, for the rest of my life By the time I
can't be good For my 3rd world shantytown, one-bedroom Gomorrah, rotted drywall, toxic mold, chickenwire ceilings, glass in the mattress, cockroach pets,
I live in a shanty in the shantytown. We have no money so we had to sleep on the ground. I played the music. My father he dig a ditch. My mother she
the Dalai Lama's words I want to sting you in your scanties And pong ping you through your panties in shantytown As we goin' down to the cabaret in old
And now all the old familiar bars The circles and the lies And you there in your shantytown Still dancing clear on slipping ground The perfect sight,
On the way to shantytown man We good with what we have Even if its not enough We try to ignore the facts Cuz they just be rough Some are miserable Pathetic
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