Nhạc sĩ: Phil Lynott
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
You don't believe in love,
you don't believe in hatred
Put your money in the bank,
it's the only way to say that you won't
You try to make a buck,
but you haven't made a penny
You need a little luck,
but you know you won't get any,
you won't
Come on out, out, out, yeah
Come on out, out, out, yeah
You
don't believe in God, you don't believe in glory
Got a brother in the clinic,
tell the same kind of story he want
Come
on out, out,
out, yeah
It's only a month out
You don't believe in war,
you don't believe in Jesus
She's got a sister in New York,
you know how she pleases
Walking the streets on the sides of the city,
trying to make ends meet
Isn't that a pity she won't?
Come on out, out, out, yeah
Come on out, out, out,
yeah
Come on out, out, out, yeah