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Letra de OUR WORLD OUR TIMES de JOAN JETT AND THE BLACKHEARTS.
( Joan Jett And The Blackhearts )
Little tramp comin´ up the strip with a hundred dollar smile
Sparks flyin´ off her fingertips, drive the young cop wild
Some nights are wound so tight like a storm about to break
Better stand in your doorway when everything starts to shake
You get restless like a cat waking up at midnight,
Hungry, never quite satisfied
Chorus:
This is our world and these are our times
This is our world and these are our times
Little brother like a street god with a drop dead attitude
Say he´s looking like a shadow now, runnin´ low on green and food
Some lives are wound up tight like a wave about to crash
Hard times seem to multiply while the joy runs out so fast
You get restless like a kid crawling out of a bad dream
Hungry, never quite satisfied
chorus repeats 2x
(Solo)
Make way for the son of a rebel wired to a bottle of flame
He´s got two black eyes and a purple heart and a bone hangin´ on a chain
These times are like dynamite, a head-on with history
Some fool´s bound to burn it all down, don´t care about you and me
He´ll get desperate like a child in the eye of a nightmare
Hungry, never quite satisfied
chorus repeats 2x...
Sparks flyin´ off her fingertips, drive the young cop wild
Some nights are wound so tight like a storm about to break
Better stand in your doorway when everything starts to shake
You get restless like a cat waking up at midnight,
Hungry, never quite satisfied
Chorus:
This is our world and these are our times
This is our world and these are our times
Little brother like a street god with a drop dead attitude
Say he´s looking like a shadow now, runnin´ low on green and food
Some lives are wound up tight like a wave about to crash
Hard times seem to multiply while the joy runs out so fast
You get restless like a kid crawling out of a bad dream
Hungry, never quite satisfied
chorus repeats 2x
(Solo)
Make way for the son of a rebel wired to a bottle of flame
He´s got two black eyes and a purple heart and a bone hangin´ on a chain
These times are like dynamite, a head-on with history
Some fool´s bound to burn it all down, don´t care about you and me
He´ll get desperate like a child in the eye of a nightmare
Hungry, never quite satisfied
chorus repeats 2x...
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