Dead Harts - Perm Back and Sides Lyrics
We charge with lions by our sidesBut live in fear of the wolves that we’ve criedSo ***** your friends and ***** your prideYou’ll never take me aliveBring back the good old days the nineties sun, super lemon hazeWe’ll never change our waysWill I ever get out of this gameI would give anything not to feel this lameI need something to pull me through this each and every dayThis town isn’t big enough for the both of usSo take your best shotLet’s see what you have *****ing gotIn this city you can buy anyone or anythingLet’s see the colour of your moneyBring back the good old days the nineties sun, super lemon hazeWe will never change our ways