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Low Life (Live In Rome, 1985) - Sting
Written by:Sting
Fatal fascination for the seedy part of town
You walk down the street and
Your head spins round
Don't be seen alone without
Your friends at night
Take a gun or take a knife to the low life
Don't have to be born into this society
Pay for love but the hate comes free
So Bring enough money for the rest of your life
Don't bring your wife to the low life
Bringing us there to the degredation
Always keep your back to the wall
No rewards for your infatuation
Low life
No life at all
Low life low life life
In here to long to be afraid anymore
You can't reach the bed
So you sleep on the floor
You get so stoned you think you could fly
But you won't get high on the low life
Low life low life
Low life it's low life
Low life it's low life
Fatal fascination for the seedy part of town
You Walk down the street
And your head spins round
Don't be seen alone
Without your friends at night
Take a gun or take a knife to the low life
Low life low life
Low life it's low life