Cold Metal — текст песни (Sugar Ray)

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I played tag in the auto graveyard

I looked up at the radio tower

Rag tent by the railroad tracks

Concrete poured over steel bridge

Pondered my fate

While they built the interstate



Im a product of america

From the morgue to the prisons

Cold metal, when I start my band

Cold metal, in my garbage can

Cold metal, gets in my blood

And my attitude



Yeah, a huh



Threw my hide in an automobile

Heard a song called "drive the wheel"

Truckers, trailers, tractors caught me workin



This is the song of my heritage

From the bad to the buddha

Cold metal, thats what it be

Cold metal, from sea to sea

Cold metal, its how we win

And also how we sin

How we sin, how we sin, how we sin, how we sin



Cold metal, in the afternoon

Sounds lovely like a stooges tune

Cold metal, its the father of beat

The mother of the street

Cold metal, it rolls on by

Cold metal, gonna raise it high

Cold metal, its gotta be

Better save a tree

Save a tree, save a tree, save a tree, save a tree

Yeah