Critters lotto Thank God I’m A Country Boy
Words and music by Roger Taylor
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This street honey is a mean street
Living in this street honey needs a mean streak
We've got criminals living in this street
But there's a heart beat pulse
That keeps on pumping
Like a juke box playing the same dead record
Or a radio in the corner keeps blaring
I got a feeling this world is using me
This town honey is a dead town
Living in this town honey is a let down
Coming to this town honey is a show down
But there's a heart beat pulse
That keeps on pumping some sunshine ray
Through a crack in t
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This street honey is a mean street
Living in this street honey needs a mean streak
We've got criminals living in this street
But there's a heart beat pulse
That keeps on pumping
Like a juke box playing the same dead record
Or a radio in the corner keeps blaring
I got a feeling this world is using me
This town honey is a dead town
Living in this town honey is a let down
Coming to this town honey is a show down
But there's a heart beat pulse
That keeps on pumping some sunshine ray
Through a crack in t
Uh yeah,uh yeah,yeah,yeah
Sin cadenas sobre los pies
me puse a andar
hace tiempo quise encontrar
el camino
Nada escapá, nada muere,
nadie olvida, eso lo sé.
Nada escapá, nada muere
Nadie olvida, eso lo sé
Navegante sin rumbo fui
Y naufragué
Cada calle, cada rincón
Fui conociendo.
Y he perdido, he ganado
Y he sabido defenderme bien.
Y he perdido, he ganado
Y he sabido defenderme bien.
Contengo la respiración
Contengo la respiración
Es un dÃÂa tan claro, tan
Sin cadenas sobre los pies
me puse a andar
hace tiempo quise encontrar
el camino
Nada escapá, nada muere,
nadie olvida, eso lo sé.
Nada escapá, nada muere
Nadie olvida, eso lo sé
Navegante sin rumbo fui
Y naufragué
Cada calle, cada rincón
Fui conociendo.
Y he perdido, he ganado
Y he sabido defenderme bien.
Y he perdido, he ganado
Y he sabido defenderme bien.
Contengo la respiración
Contengo la respiración
Es un dÃÂa tan claro, tan