paroles de chanson Broke and Drunk - Jessicka

Haven′t got a job
Or a penny to my name
I'm sawing up the holes
In the exile we call clothes
Not a single crown, we spent that money
Getting drunk, to keep our spirits up

To forget the dreams that didn′t come to past
Memories of better days, long gone
Even the better ones yet to come

Broke and drunk

We don't care about riches
We don't care about the fame
All we wanna do is go in to with our tunes
But how we ever get our music off the ground
If the city keeps shutting all places we play down
Even if we had a stage, nobody be there anyway
They′re tuckered away from 9-5
They watch cable and drink box wine

To forget the dreams that didn′t come to past
Memories of better days long gone
Even the better ones yet to come

Broke and drunk

Still I hold hope I'll see my name in the marquee
And I get bet to played my song on the late night tv
And we′ll move from this apartment to the touret down the street
We'll throw a huge party

To forget the dreams that didn′t come to past
Memories of better days long gone
Even the better ones yet to come

Broke and drunk