|
|
|
Send "Soup Kitchen" Ringtone to your Cell 
|
Soup Kitchen Lyrics
Vicious circle's got me down Days turn into weeks of hanging out Got
to shake these soup kitchen blues Growing tired of barley cabbage
stew And there being nothing Nothing new to do Dumb and hungry, we
make our way For free refueling Like an alarm clock, our minds know the
times We plan our lives around the lines Twelve p.m. At the soup
kitchen Talking politics with the bag men Forced into their
conversations Pessimistic contemplations They tell me of their heart
conditions Share with me their D.T. Visions Damn me with that bad
outlook Or save me with that "good book" Vicious circle's got me
down Days turn into weeks of hanging out Got to shake these
Haight-Ashbury blues Growing tired of the Kezar Stadium cruise And there
being nothing Nothing new to do Just make the midday pilgrimage We
travel far and wide Going to the soup kitchen To swallow some more
pride
|
Send "Soup Kitchen" Ringtone to your Cell 
Soup Kitchen Lyrics of Dri is copyrighted and AskLyrics is featuring all Dri songs for non-commercial use only.
|
|