paroles de chanson Gadjo - Ghostown

It's the Gadjo, running through the streets as a stranger in a tangle
Stop dark looks from the coppers can't handle
Pressure from the others and the brothers, just mangles, and strangles
It's the stray cat, running from the dogs in the alleys quiet laid back
Really quiet right and polite, but they say that
He's never getting out from the trap, but he prays that, he's gonna make that
Feeling tipsy, drank 8 pints in the bar
Quiet Risky, stoned on his own with a bone and a whisky
Now he cant walk, when he talks its lispy, vision misty
Now the barman's barring his road, got the car to go
And he's ready to roll, got the pigs in toe
And he thinks he knows, no friends just foes
No highs just lows, go go gadjo

Ghost, Spektah stranger Gadjo
Hail or snow he'll sail to battle
Ghost Spektah stranger gadjo
Time to go get on your saddle
Ghost, Spektah stranger Gadjo
Hail or snow he'll sail to battle
Ghost Spektah stranger gadjo
Time to go get on your saddle

Living the life of a hermit born to be a bastard
Sailing through the orbits ripped to shreds and torn bits
The odour from his armpits cover you in vomit
Calling Doctor Carpets came out of the bar plastered
Quick to get his arse kicked
Eggs fell out of his basket
Doctors getting alarmist
You shouldn't have got him started
His brain was retarded
When his company parted
Kept his secrets guarded
Left him broken hearted
Dearly departed, back where you started
Somebody must have farted, burnt through his garments
Powder mixed with sherbet, urge no way to kerb it
Singing him a sermon, water mixed with bourbon
Violonce so disturbing, treating them as vermin
No it don't concern him, hot enough to burn him
Many tried to turn him, curl him up and perm him
Turn him into Herman, But Spek is affirming

Ghost, Spektah stranger Gadjo
Hail or snow he'll sail to battle
Ghost Spektah stranger gadjo
Time to go get on your saddle
Ghost, Spektah stranger Gadjo
Hail or snow he'll sail to battle
Ghost Spektah stranger gadjo
Time to go get on your saddle