اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Roamin' the streets looking for a good time,
We're all out of step and we're all out of line,
The streetlights give off their familiar glow,
They're the only home that we've ever known,
Walkin' down the 2nd Street alleyways,
Rummaging through the wreckage and decay,
There lies a bottle of broken dreams and apathy,
We're the side of life you don't see on TV.
We're the city's forgotten,
We're standing by the streetlights,
On the same dark corner,
Every fucking night,
We're the city's forgotten,
We're being left behind,
And no one fucking cares.
Sparin' for change outside the liquor store,
Picking up the pennies dropped on the floor,
People walk by just to stop and stare,
What will it take for them to fucking care?
We're the city's forgotten,
We're standing by the streetlights,
On the same dark corner,
Every fucking night,
We're the city's forgotten,
We're being left behind,
And no one fucking cares.
