Lynch Mob - Street Fightin' Man Lyrics
Music: lynch, loganLyrics: logan, espositoHe was a back alley street fightin manHe just do what he pleaseA bad struttin mother, a sucker forHis gun and his needsYeah, mad at the worldThrown down and tied to the whippinPost, oh hes a lost soulWho wants it allYou know a poor boy with muddy handsAint got no childhood memoriesTheres no way out for this punk calledStreet fightin manYeah, street fightin manWell theres a black cloud that coversThe city a shadow he standsTaken through the darkest alleyways andTaught fist, blood, and greedAnd nothing moreSad at the worldLike a heart that bleeds with a cutOd a knife oh hes a lost soulWho wants it allMad at the worldPoor souls how no respectFor no one at allOh I wont be coming homeNo I wontStreet fightin manHe was a back alley street fightin manHe just do what he pleaseFor ever to be damnedJust a beggar, begging on his kneesYou know it;s down, down, downTo the depths of his soulThere aint no loving home manFor tha street fightin manStreet fightin manAnd mad at the worldNo I wont be comingI wont be comingHome
