Street Fightin Man

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Music: lynch, logan Lyrics: logan, esposito He was a back alley street fightin man He just do what he please A bad struttin mother, a sucker for His gun and his needs Yeah, mad at the world Thrown down and tied to the whippin Post, oh hes a lost soul Who wants it all You know a poor boy with muddy hands Aint got no childhood memories Theres no way out for this punk called Street fightin man Yeah, street fightin man Well theres a black cloud that covers The city a shadow he stands Taken through the darkest alleyways and Taught fist, blood, and greed And nothing more Sad at the world Like a heart that bleeds with a cut Od a knife oh hes a lost soul Who wants it all Mad at the world Poor souls how no respect For no one at all Oh I wont be coming home No I wont Street fightin man He was a back alley street fightin man He just do what he please For ever to be damned Just a beggar, begging on his knees You know it;s down, down, down To the depths of his soul There aint no loving home man For tha street fightin man Street fightin man And mad at the world No I wont be coming I wont be coming Home

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