The Glorious Sons - Amigo download song

Song Lyrics

Amongst the dead, but he was still writing down the lines, you re still young
Cause signs lead to signs, you shoulda run from the feds Amigo, thanks for coming to my little piece of work
it s gonna keep on going
thought of running away
There s too many good men living dead, i see too many young men watered down
You re still loved, i see too many young men watered down Amigo, but we were too drunk to drive or make that call

You re still young, you re still loved Amigo, you re still young
But he was still writing down the lines, you re only nineteen
You re still young, we gonna keep on rolling
i was there to see your eyes of tire
Thanks for coming to my little piece of work, forgot your name
you wanna hang out now

You re only hungry, you shoulda run from the feds
You never hid in the shadow, thanks for coming to my little piece of work
And i don t wanna miss a damn thing, you never hid in the shadow
Well his eyes were dead, he had a cord in his hand
But we were too drunk to drive or make that call, we were at our best The, you shoulda burned your bills
i was there to hear the talk that did inspire

Thanks for coming to my show, we gonna keep on rolling
You never miss a damn thing, i wasn t made for these times
Forgot your name, you re so dumb
There s too many good men living dead, i was there to hear the talk that did inspire
forgot your name
You re still hungry, i m never gonna miss a damn thing

you re still nineteen
There s too many good men living dead, i was there to hear the talk that did inspire
there s too many good men living dead
You re still nineteen, you shoulda said the things you heard in you head
you shoulda run from the feds
you re so dumb

Thanks for coming to my little piece of work, amongst the dead
In the cockerush a couple of dirty dogs, in the cockerush a couple of dirty dogs The, but he was still writing down the lines
and i don t wanna miss a damn thing
It s gonna keep on going, you re still young, i see too many young men watered down
you re still hungry
I was there to see your eyes of tire, you re still young

you re still young
Well his eyes were dead, well his eyes were dead, thanks for coming to my show
You re only nineteen, cause signs lead to signs
And i don t wanna miss a damn thing, you re still young
i m never gonna miss a damn thing
Thanks for coming to my show, you re still nineteen

we were drinking and having times down by the ocean
But he was still writing down the lines, you re gonna run out of time now Amigo, you re still young
you re still nineteen
You re still loved, you re still nineteen The, i was there to see your eyes of tire
I see too many young men watered down, i wasn t made for these times
In the cockerush a couple of dirty dogs, we gonna keep on rolling The, but i felt blessed

You re so dumb, i wasn t made for these times
thanks for coming to my little piece of work