lynch mob – street fightin’ man lyrics
he was a back alley street fightin man
he just do what he please
a bad struttin mother, a sucker for
his gun and his needs
yeah, mad at the world
thrown down and tied to the whippin’
post, oh he’s a lost soul
who wants it all
you know a poor boy with muddy hands
ain’t got no childhood memories
there’s no way out for this punk called
street fightin’ man
yeah, street fightin man
well there’s a black cloud that covers
the city a shadow he stands
taken through the darkest alleyways and
taught fist, blood, and greed
and nothing more
sad at the world
like a heart that bleeds with a cut
od a knife oh he’s a lost soul
who wants it all
mad at the world
poor souls how no respect
for no one at all
oh i won’t be coming home
no i won’t
street fightin’ man
he was a back alley street fightin’ man
he just do what he please
for ever to be d-mned
just a beggar, begging on his knees
you know it; s down, down, down
to the depths of his soul
there ain’t no loving home man
for tha street fightin’ man
street fightin’ man
and mad at the world
no i won’t be coming
i won’t be coming
home
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