Текст песни Shattered - Gov't Mule

One, two, three, four

Hey, I'm shettered

Love and hope and sex and dreams
Are still surviving on the street
Look at me, I been shattered
I'm in tatters

Friends are so alarming, and my lover's never charming
Life's just a cocktail party on the street, Big Apple
People wear plastic bags
Some kind of fashion

Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex
And look at me, I'm in tatters
I'm a shattered

All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter about
Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta, I can't give it away on 7th Avenue
This town's been tatterd
I'm a shattered

Work and work for love
Ain't you hungry for success, success, success, success
Does it matter?
I'm a shattered
I'm a shattered

Look at me, I'm a shattered
I'm in tatters
I'm in tatters

Pride and joy and sex and greed
That's what makes our town the best
Pride and joy and dirty dreams
Still surviving on the streets

Look at me, I'm shattered
Uh-huh, I'm in tatters
Uh-huh

Uh-huh, shadoobie, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered

Don't you know the crime rate's going up, up, up, up, up
In this town?
Tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough
We've got rats on the west side, bed bugs uptown
What a mess, this town's in tatters, I've been shattered
My brain's been splattered all over Manhattan

Uh-huh, shadoobie, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, uh-huh

This town, town full of money grabbers
Go ahead, bite the Big Apple, don't mind the maggots
My friends they come around and go
Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter
Pile it up, pile it up
I go platter it out