Paroles de Eight-ball

Jody Grind

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In these wide open spaces
There's no where to hide
If i could find me tin can, i'd crawl right up inside
I'm driving as far and as fast as i can
But there ain't no fox hole in this god forsaken land

Chorus : when you're straddling the abyss
Fearing your fall people will stare and you don't care at all
You've got a quarter no one to call
There's no elbow room

You're straddling the abyss
Fearing your fall people will stare and you don't care at all
You've got a quarter no one to call
There's no elbow room behind the eight ball

A weight comes down to snuff out my lights
I'm walking a tight rope and i'm scared of heights
My backs to the wal
Truth is sharp as a knife
But i ain't quite ready to cough up my life

When you're straddling the abyss
Fearing your fall people will stare and you don't care at all
You've got a quarter no one to call
There's no elbow room

You're straddling the abyss
Fearing your fall people will stare and you don't care at all
You've got a quarter no one to call
There's no elbow room behind the eight ball

When you're straddling the abyss
Fearing your fall people will stare and you don't care at all
You've got a quarter no one to call
There's no elbow room

Chorus

There's no elbow room behind the eight ball
No elbow room behind the eight ball
No elbow room beind the eight ball