The towns alive it morphs and changes it grows, but it's still the same beast.
We change, life has its hooks in us, they rip and tear, we mend and repair, live
The Other Side Of Town
The other side of town, the one that still broken down
Full of beggars and thieves, everyone is on bended knees
Where the smack, crack, coke for a snack isn‟t the sound of a tennis bat and a commercial
taste down your neck
They‟ve heard of the rat race here it‟s the loose your face to broken bones crew
They only know two colours and those are black and blue
The houses are found in rows, the doors are always closed
The shut down, the broken in and that is only where the troubles begin
Rolling in the gutter is your bread and butter of this town filled with sin
There‟d be girls on the corner but I‟d better warn you they have less teeth than you
Spin a yarn, tell a tale got to get out when rock n roll fails
When a vacant lot is all you‟ve got, do you wonder why they turn to dealing pot
They‟re painting over the cracks, with another art attack
Just in time