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Bottles Break
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Urban ballad
Single - $1.00
Album - $9.00
Pop - Adult Contemporary
Previous peak charts position #132
Previous peak charts position in subgenre #10
John Gorka
1991
May 29, 2007
MP3 4.4 MB
128 kbps bitrate
4:52 minutes
Story behind the song
It's tough to be poor in the city.
Lyrics
I walk where the bottles break And the blacktop still comes back for more I walk where the bottles break And the blacktop still comes back I live where the neighbors yell And their music comes up through the floor I live where the neighbors yell And their music wakes me up Life beyond the playground fence Is serious as basketball Life beyond the playground fence Is serious Four blocks from the steel mill blasts I paint my claim up on the wall Four blocks from the steel mill blasts I paint my claim From my end of the southside drag It's a common thought to call the cops Further west it's been gentrified They turned biker bars into flower shops I kind of miss those Harley guys Who rarely did a body harm They mostly liked to drink and shout And flash the pictures on their arms It happens when the money come The wild and poor get pushed aside It happens when the money come The poor get pushed The buyers come from somewhere else And raise the rent so you can't hide The buyers come from out of state And they raise the rent Buy low sell high You get rich and you still die Money talks and people jump Ask how high low-life Donald what's-his-name And who cares I don't wanna know what his girlfriend doesn't wear It's a shame that the people at work Wanna hear about this kind of jerk These people aren't saints No people just are They wanna feel like they count They wanna ride in their own car People aren't saints No people just are They wanna feel like they count They wanna ride in their own car I just wanna make enough To buy this town and keep it rough I just wanna make enough To buy this town
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