You better double up our double down I heard that Lenny Spooks was dead They're putting shiny copper pennies On his tiny little head
Horses they still run Ladies of the night Still walk these streets in patent leather shoes They're is blood on every corner But momma I don't mind You know I ain't got nothing to lose
They said we were gonna have a good time They said that everyone was invited We all went down to Hollywood California But honey don't get too excited
They'll tie you to the railroad spine They'll run you through your paces They'll leave you stranded in the shadows Dying in the pews Till you ain't got nothing to lose
Time may come and heal the pain inside my heart But I know these scars they will never fade away Tomorrowâs not a promise that's what she used to say Boy you just be lucky that you eve got today And though Iâm barely breathing I ain't shaking in my shoes You know I ain't got nothing to lose
You better double up or double down You know there ain't know way to fight it Not with your nickel plated shirt stains Not with your bottles of dilauded
Youâre lying in the sun drowning in the night You got everything 'cept something I can use There's blood on every corner but momma I don't mind You know I ain't got nothing to lose
Compositores: Robert Linwood Schneider, Corey Mauser, Bruce Hughes, Max Evans, Sean Mccarthy ECAD: Obra #31473921