Текст песни Front Street - Greg Dulli
Front
Street
ain't
no
place
for
a
boy
Who
likes
to
talk
ways
that
boys
do
Unstrung,
young,
dumb
Comfortably
numb
I
am
old
as
the
star
who
bears
you
Black
as
the
bitch
who
wears
you
Tears
you,
rips
you
apart
And
then
turns
it
around
Come
on
feel
me
I
ain't
only
one
When
it
comes
apart
We're
gonna
have
some
fun,
son
Give
me
five
minutes
With
your
sweetest
sweet
tea
If
she's
fine
as
your
missus
Then
she's
fine
enough
for
me
A
rod
out
the
window
A
suburban
street
And
I
ain't
slept
since
Monday
Jump
in
and
ride
we
got
deadlines
to
meet
People
to
use,
lovers
to
break
Handful
of
pills,
no
life
to
take
River
too
cold,
oven
too
hot
Bridge
a
one
hundred
and
fifty
foot
drop
But
there
was
a
day
I
could
say
that
I
loved
you
Early
one
evening
I
cut
through
Longview
Lifted
you
up
and
you
turned
it
around
Here
on
Front
Street
All
the
good
girls
and
their
boys
know
Down
in
the
mine
there
are
diamonds
Down
on
the
street
walk
the
lifeless
And
now
I
know
that
you're
through
with
me
Can
I
tell
you
my
love
dead
honestly?
Life
is
shame
and
your
hands
are
stained
Walk
in
chains
and
change
your
name
Go
where
you
go
but
forget
me
not
Take
a
memory
too,
if
it's
all
you
got
Chase
your
pain
with
a
shot
of
rain
Dig
with
a
spade
or
a
razor
blade
Come
on
feel
me
now
I
ain't
only
one
When
it
comes
apart
We're
gonna
have
some
fun,
son
Come
on
feel
me
now
I
ain't
only
one
When
it
comes
apart
We're
gonna
have
some
fun,
son
We're
gonna
have
some
fun,
son
We're
gonna
have
some
fun,
son
We're
gonna
have
some
fun,
son
Young,
dumb,
comfortably
numb
Give
me
five
minutes
Give
me
five
minutes
with
your
sweetest
sweet
tea
You
go
where
you
gotta
go,
forget
me
not
Take
my
memory
'cause
it's
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