paroles de chanson Fat City - Alan Vega

Yeah, get on that borderline

There are no new Christmas shoes, baby
For your lady this year
Yeah no gangster toys
For your kids this year

Just the door slams
Door slams!

Getting hammered baby
By the X-Ray cuffs
Yeah the mob sores
The sword of lords
Just like drugs

Damn baby!
Damn damn

Famous land
Famous land
Yeah famous land

Damn baby
Yeah you're facing the axe again baby
Again and again
Again and again

Mmmm baby, oh
Now that old Fat City's here

A fucking cold winds coming again, baby
You're getting the axe in the face, baby
Yeah, you're looking at some severe blues

Get on the borderline baby
Get on the borderline baby
Get on the borderline baby

Take the hell train
Train train train

Get on the borderline baby
Get on the borderline baby
Look at some severe blues
In your hammered face

No new Christmas shoes
No new gangster toys
Your kids this year

Getting hammered
Getting hammered
Getting hammered
Hey cool, Alex