Hanging On The Corner Lyrics
| Song | Hanging On The Corner |
| Artist | Blood for Blood |
| Album | Serenity |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Rob | |
| This is a song for my whole town | |
| Oh my sweet, sweet Jesus Christ | |
| Another Saturday night | |
| And I'm hangin once again | |
| on my private little corner of hell | |
| Little Mikey C. Just O.D'd | |
| In the alley just a block away | |
| Him and my little brother used to play | |
| I watched the ambulance take him away | |
| His mom's gonna take it hard | |
| cause his dad just got locked away | |
| for 3 ta 5 | |
| For a deal he felt he had to make | |
| for his family to survive | |
| I know the world can be so cold | |
| I know the world is so cold | |
| (I been) Hangin' on the corner | |
| Hey hey hey ! | |
| I got nothing to do | |
| And I got nothing to lose | |
| Hangin, hangin' on the corner | |
| Wasting away. | |
| Another wasted night | |
| Another bottle of booze, Alright! | |
| And I know that no one cares: | |
| I can see it in your empty stares | |
| when I tell you these tales of woe | |
| I tell you these tales of woe | |
| because we really care. | |
| I know the world can be so cold | |
| I know the world is so cold | |
| Hangin' on the corner | |
| Hey hey hey ! | |
| I got nothing to do | |
| And I got nothing to lose | |
| Hangin, hangin' on the corner | |
| Wasting away. | |
| Another wasted night | |
| Another bottle of booze, Alright! | |
| Down past Hayes Square | |
| is where the wealthy dine | |
| where they laugh and drink fine wine | |
| Well, two blocks over | |
| is where the Sergeant died | |
| in a hall of fire ( here we go ! ) | |
| on a warm summer's night | |
| All you forgotten in the projects | |
| I hear Ya'. | |
| All you numbers in the cell block: | |
| We care. | |
| All you sweatin' in the detox: | |
| We care. | |
| To all you hoods that are dodgin' cops: | |
| We care. | |
| And to all you bleeding | |
| from a broken heart | |
| You know you've got a brother here. | |
| Hangin' on the corner | |
| Hey hey hey ! | |
| I got nothing to do | |
| And I got nothing to lose | |
| Hangin, hangin' on the corner | |
| Wasting away. | |
| Another wasted night | |
| Another bottle of booze, Alright! | |
| Hangin' in the corner. | |
| Hey hey hey ! | |
| I got nothing to lose and I got nothing | |
| ro prove to you. | |
| Hangin', hangin on the corner, wasting away. | |
| I pray my luck will change one day. | |
| Some day. |
| zuo qu : Rob | |
| This is a song for my whole town | |
| Oh my sweet, sweet Jesus Christ | |
| Another Saturday night | |
| And I' m hangin once again | |
| on my private little corner of hell | |
| Little Mikey C. Just O. D' d | |
| In the alley just a block away | |
| Him and my little brother used to play | |
| I watched the ambulance take him away | |
| His mom' s gonna take it hard | |
| cause his dad just got locked away | |
| for 3 ta 5 | |
| For a deal he felt he had to make | |
| for his family to survive | |
| I know the world can be so cold | |
| I know the world is so cold | |
| I been Hangin' on the corner | |
| Hey hey hey nbsp! | |
| I got nothing to do | |
| And I got nothing to lose | |
| Hangin, hangin' on the corner | |
| Wasting away. | |
| Another wasted night | |
| Another bottle of booze, Alright! | |
| And I know that no one cares: | |
| I can see it in your empty stares | |
| when I tell you these tales of woe | |
| I tell you these tales of woe | |
| because we really care. | |
| I know the world can be so cold | |
| I know the world is so cold | |
| Hangin' on the corner | |
| Hey hey hey nbsp! | |
| I got nothing to do | |
| And I got nothing to lose | |
| Hangin, hangin' on the corner | |
| Wasting away. | |
| Another wasted night | |
| Another bottle of booze, Alright! | |
| Down past Hayes Square | |
| is where the wealthy dine | |
| where they laugh and drink fine wine | |
| Well, two blocks over | |
| is where the Sergeant died | |
| in a hall of fire here we go nbsp! | |
| on a warm summer' s night | |
| All you forgotten in the projects | |
| I hear Ya'. | |
| All you numbers in the cell block: | |
| We care. | |
| All you sweatin' in the detox: | |
| We care. | |
| To all you hoods that are dodgin' cops: | |
| We care. | |
| And to all you bleeding | |
| from a broken heart | |
| You know you' ve got a brother here. | |
| Hangin' on the corner | |
| Hey hey hey nbsp! | |
| I got nothing to do | |
| And I got nothing to lose | |
| Hangin, hangin' on the corner | |
| Wasting away. | |
| Another wasted night | |
| Another bottle of booze, Alright! | |
| Hangin' in the corner. | |
| Hey hey hey nbsp! | |
| I got nothing to lose and I got nothing | |
| ro prove to you. | |
| Hangin', hangin on the corner, wasting away. | |
| I pray my luck will change one day. | |
| Some day. |
| zuò qǔ : Rob | |
| This is a song for my whole town | |
| Oh my sweet, sweet Jesus Christ | |
| Another Saturday night | |
| And I' m hangin once again | |
| on my private little corner of hell | |
| Little Mikey C. Just O. D' d | |
| In the alley just a block away | |
| Him and my little brother used to play | |
| I watched the ambulance take him away | |
| His mom' s gonna take it hard | |
| cause his dad just got locked away | |
| for 3 ta 5 | |
| For a deal he felt he had to make | |
| for his family to survive | |
| I know the world can be so cold | |
| I know the world is so cold | |
| I been Hangin' on the corner | |
| Hey hey hey nbsp! | |
| I got nothing to do | |
| And I got nothing to lose | |
| Hangin, hangin' on the corner | |
| Wasting away. | |
| Another wasted night | |
| Another bottle of booze, Alright! | |
| And I know that no one cares: | |
| I can see it in your empty stares | |
| when I tell you these tales of woe | |
| I tell you these tales of woe | |
| because we really care. | |
| I know the world can be so cold | |
| I know the world is so cold | |
| Hangin' on the corner | |
| Hey hey hey nbsp! | |
| I got nothing to do | |
| And I got nothing to lose | |
| Hangin, hangin' on the corner | |
| Wasting away. | |
| Another wasted night | |
| Another bottle of booze, Alright! | |
| Down past Hayes Square | |
| is where the wealthy dine | |
| where they laugh and drink fine wine | |
| Well, two blocks over | |
| is where the Sergeant died | |
| in a hall of fire here we go nbsp! | |
| on a warm summer' s night | |
| All you forgotten in the projects | |
| I hear Ya'. | |
| All you numbers in the cell block: | |
| We care. | |
| All you sweatin' in the detox: | |
| We care. | |
| To all you hoods that are dodgin' cops: | |
| We care. | |
| And to all you bleeding | |
| from a broken heart | |
| You know you' ve got a brother here. | |
| Hangin' on the corner | |
| Hey hey hey nbsp! | |
| I got nothing to do | |
| And I got nothing to lose | |
| Hangin, hangin' on the corner | |
| Wasting away. | |
| Another wasted night | |
| Another bottle of booze, Alright! | |
| Hangin' in the corner. | |
| Hey hey hey nbsp! | |
| I got nothing to lose and I got nothing | |
| ro prove to you. | |
| Hangin', hangin on the corner, wasting away. | |
| I pray my luck will change one day. | |
| Some day. |
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