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Our Troubles - Sunday (1994)
Lyrics by:Paige Turner/Lee Antony Newell
Composed by:Paige Turner/Lee Antony Newell
Produced by:Lee Antony Newell
This place smells like a hate crime
Especially in day time
When the men laying bricks
Rest their filthy feet and drink
Cheap beer by the boatload
I never wanna go home
'Cause I've fallen in love
With someone I haven't
Met yet Cigarette
So cold I can see my breath and
My life slid away
Like a kid on his knees at a wedding
Wrong side of twenty-one
Called it a blackjack dealer one
I wish I still loved you I wish I still loved you
I wanna go where nobody knows my name woah
Oh no our troubles are all the same
Cash only the sign says
I got blood on my Nikes
I drink 'til I'm sick
I fall to my knees and pray
Hey look both ways
They drive on the wrong side of the road
No don't walk slow
Everyone's got a place they need to go
Be gentle please
The queen is dead and no one likes the king
I wish I still loved you I wish I still loved you
I wanna go where nobody knows my name woah
Oh no our troubles are all the same
I like the rain when there's two under one umbrella
I like the rain when there's two under one umbrella
I like the rain when there's two under one umbrella
I like the rain when there's two under one umbrella