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lirik lagu 5 chinese brothers – let’s kill saturday night


(robbie fulks)

a dollar i make is a buck i owe
and a forty-hour week leaves ten to blow
but every game in this town is nickel-and-dime
when the sun goes down it feels like the last time
down the main drag we ride with our engines roaring
if there’s a fire inside, it’s the one thing going

i got a mustang loaded
i got a wrong to right
i got a little red bullet
let’s kill sat-rday night
knock it out of it’s misery
nail that coffin tight
high living, it’s history
let’s kill sat-rday night

the little man’s lot is a prince’s life
a prince with a lousy job, a prince with a working wife
something in the big frame moved, it never was so hard
to keep a twenty-inch tube and a fenced in yard
but give me one night with the moon high and the radio pounding
and brother, this town’s gonna go down kicking and shouting