| Song | Our Town |
| Artist | Willy Mason |
| Album | Where The Humans Eat |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Is that a guitar or a machine gun? | |
| Don’t make me take it away | |
| You know I think you are a bad one | |
| I can tell by your face | |
| Get down on the ground now | |
| Don’t make me do this the hard way | |
| You’re just a shadow in the back seat now | |
| As they drive you away | |
| And couldn’t you see | |
| This is no place to be | |
| At the wrong time | |
| You know you’re not | |
| The only one here looking for some | |
| At the wrong time | |
| And just that look in your eyes | |
| You’re just not quite uptight | |
| Enough for our town | |
| And now don’t try to fight' | |
| Cause we know that we’re right | |
| In our town, our town | |
| And it’s just you behind the bars now | |
| Staring into space | |
| There’s time to think about each sound | |
| And it’s effect on your face | |
| Time to move you to the big cell | |
| You’re all in this together now | |
| This is where the really big deals go down | |
| Just like in the street behind the | |
| White House | |
| It’s easy to see | |
| This is no place to be | |
| At the wrong time | |
| And there’s a feeling in here | |
| That spreads like a disease | |
| That it’s the wrong time | |
| Just got to look in our eyes | |
| And it’ll make you uptight | |
| In our town | |
| And now the more that you fight | |
| The more we know that we’re right | |
| In our town, our town | |
| Now don’t you worry about your dinner, son | |
| That’s about the last thing on my mind | |
| You know it ain’t gonna be a pretty one | |
| What did you expect to find? | |
| I’ve got some white bread | |
| Some cheese spread | |
| And some mayonnaise | |
| I’ve got some white bread | |
| Some cheese spread | |
| And some mayonnaise | |
| The judge can’t see you quite yet | |
| This has been a busy week for us | |
| Friday was a big bust | |
| We’re just trying to clean these streets up | |
| Couldn’t you see | |
| That’s just no place to be | |
| At the wrong time | |
| I think you mother | |
| Should have never let you out | |
| At the wrong time | |
| We caught you looking at us | |
| And we’re gonna bust you up | |
| In our town | |
| And you know everybody’s | |
| Gonna watch you go straight down | |
| In our town, our town |
| Is that a guitar or a machine gun? | |
| Don' t make me take it away | |
| You know I think you are a bad one | |
| I can tell by your face | |
| Get down on the ground now | |
| Don' t make me do this the hard way | |
| You' re just a shadow in the back seat now | |
| As they drive you away | |
| And couldn' t you see | |
| This is no place to be | |
| At the wrong time | |
| You know you' re not | |
| The only one here looking for some | |
| At the wrong time | |
| And just that look in your eyes | |
| You' re just not quite uptight | |
| Enough for our town | |
| And now don' t try to fight' | |
| Cause we know that we' re right | |
| In our town, our town | |
| And it' s just you behind the bars now | |
| Staring into space | |
| There' s time to think about each sound | |
| And it' s effect on your face | |
| Time to move you to the big cell | |
| You' re all in this together now | |
| This is where the really big deals go down | |
| Just like in the street behind the | |
| White House | |
| It' s easy to see | |
| This is no place to be | |
| At the wrong time | |
| And there' s a feeling in here | |
| That spreads like a disease | |
| That it' s the wrong time | |
| Just got to look in our eyes | |
| And it' ll make you uptight | |
| In our town | |
| And now the more that you fight | |
| The more we know that we' re right | |
| In our town, our town | |
| Now don' t you worry about your dinner, son | |
| That' s about the last thing on my mind | |
| You know it ain' t gonna be a pretty one | |
| What did you expect to find? | |
| I' ve got some white bread | |
| Some cheese spread | |
| And some mayonnaise | |
| I' ve got some white bread | |
| Some cheese spread | |
| And some mayonnaise | |
| The judge can' t see you quite yet | |
| This has been a busy week for us | |
| Friday was a big bust | |
| We' re just trying to clean these streets up | |
| Couldn' t you see | |
| That' s just no place to be | |
| At the wrong time | |
| I think you mother | |
| Should have never let you out | |
| At the wrong time | |
| We caught you looking at us | |
| And we' re gonna bust you up | |
| In our town | |
| And you know everybody' s | |
| Gonna watch you go straight down | |
| In our town, our town |
| Is that a guitar or a machine gun? | |
| Don' t make me take it away | |
| You know I think you are a bad one | |
| I can tell by your face | |
| Get down on the ground now | |
| Don' t make me do this the hard way | |
| You' re just a shadow in the back seat now | |
| As they drive you away | |
| And couldn' t you see | |
| This is no place to be | |
| At the wrong time | |
| You know you' re not | |
| The only one here looking for some | |
| At the wrong time | |
| And just that look in your eyes | |
| You' re just not quite uptight | |
| Enough for our town | |
| And now don' t try to fight' | |
| Cause we know that we' re right | |
| In our town, our town | |
| And it' s just you behind the bars now | |
| Staring into space | |
| There' s time to think about each sound | |
| And it' s effect on your face | |
| Time to move you to the big cell | |
| You' re all in this together now | |
| This is where the really big deals go down | |
| Just like in the street behind the | |
| White House | |
| It' s easy to see | |
| This is no place to be | |
| At the wrong time | |
| And there' s a feeling in here | |
| That spreads like a disease | |
| That it' s the wrong time | |
| Just got to look in our eyes | |
| And it' ll make you uptight | |
| In our town | |
| And now the more that you fight | |
| The more we know that we' re right | |
| In our town, our town | |
| Now don' t you worry about your dinner, son | |
| That' s about the last thing on my mind | |
| You know it ain' t gonna be a pretty one | |
| What did you expect to find? | |
| I' ve got some white bread | |
| Some cheese spread | |
| And some mayonnaise | |
| I' ve got some white bread | |
| Some cheese spread | |
| And some mayonnaise | |
| The judge can' t see you quite yet | |
| This has been a busy week for us | |
| Friday was a big bust | |
| We' re just trying to clean these streets up | |
| Couldn' t you see | |
| That' s just no place to be | |
| At the wrong time | |
| I think you mother | |
| Should have never let you out | |
| At the wrong time | |
| We caught you looking at us | |
| And we' re gonna bust you up | |
| In our town | |
| And you know everybody' s | |
| Gonna watch you go straight down | |
| In our town, our town |