paroles de chanson Milk Man - Rare Americans

Sometimes I drive and ignore the signs
Without a seconds thought
I′m not an asshole, but don't care about getting caught
My friend the lawyer pads his time
I think the man behind the man has got his hands
In both your pockets laughing
Grinding, like the milkman

Pull the strings, the people dance
On a leash like sheep herd, cash advance
Put enough in your pocket, your life′s a loan
'Til you can't get straight, deep red, full-blown
You got no one to turn to and people you owe
You′re a dope, head shakin′, battered, broke
Life is tough man
We go on with the show
This life is tough man
And everybody knows

I call it as I see it
I'm straight as shooters go (go)
I might indulge a little
In this life, you never know (know)
I call it as I see it
I′m straight as shooters go (go)
I might indulge a little
I said "Fuck it" long ago

What is your play at the end of the day? (Should I know?)
Will you stay down or will you find a way? (I'll find a way)
What is your play at the end of the day? (I think I know)
Will you stay down or will you find a way?
I′ll find a way (way, way, way)
I'll find a way

I call it as I see it
I′m straight as shooters go (go)
Why not indulge a little?
In this life, you never know (know)
I call it as I see it
I'm straight as shooters go (go)
Why not indulge a little?
I said "Fuck it" long ago
I said, "Fuck it, let it go"