paroles de chanson Unemployed - Stand High Patrol

Walking' in the street
Tonight in a fuggy downtown
Thinking about my sorrows
I'm feeling dumb?
I lost my job today
I now I'm losing my mind tonight
My future is dark
And I see no life
Alone
Am I gonna be with it
Alone
Am I gonna be with it
Every day is a fight
Every day
I have to stand for man strong
A p... ls right up on the table
Of the living room
I don't know what to do
Tonight, tonight
Every night
Is a nightmare
Every night
I have to stand for a man strong
Alone
Am I gonna be with it
Alone
Am I gonna be with it
I am lost
In this urban jungle
I am lost
In this young dark night
Help me help me
Whoever you are
Please help me
Help me, help me!!
Six o'clock on the Sunday morning
Laying in the smoky room
Six o'clock on the Sunday morning
Six o'clock on the Sunday morning
Laying in the smoky room
Six o'clock on the Sunday morning