Letra de Wishbone

Wishbone He's older than the hills, boys, winking the night away, Jack He's a punk, rat, cat guts, your tongue, my man your time is up No good, rotten, I told him get lost! For bragging 'bout the tricks that he used to tie knots Just another good reason that he used to get sauced See the city laid out flat on it's back Hear the night winds moan There'll be good luck for one of us Wishbone He's just a child, you twist his arm, he's always guilty, man He'll never fix what he did wrong He hides beneath his hat I've seen him half a dozen times before Dirty, filthy, looking for Some empty arms that he could fall into See the city laid out flat on it's back, man She's all alone There'll be good luck for one of us Wishbone I say I'll meet you in the alley where I heard the woman screaming "Somebody, please, help me" The lights may flicker engine blue I tell you that our love is true Now, this could be the real thing See the city laid out flat on it's back Hear the night winds moan There'll be good luck for one of us Wishbone