Steve Conte & Crazy Truth - Busload Of Hope | Текст песни

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Sinners and prayers on a jitney
Gamblers try to soothe their raw deal
Kissed their kids for the weekend
And here they come to spin the wheel
Moustache-d, lipstick-ed Frannie
She’ll be sucking up the free drinks at Trump
Going through twentys like water
But she don’t feel a thing when she’s drunk

They’re on a – Busload O’ Hope
Swinging on a star from the hangman’s rope
Busload O’ Hope - Gimme the luck, gimme the dope, yeah-

Shaking hands with one arm bandits
Winking back at one eyed jacks
Suicide kings got a reason
Oh baby, just stay in the black
Hit me! (solo)

It’s a - Busload O’ Hope
Swing on a star from the hangman’s rope
Busload O’ Hope -Gimme the luck, gimme the dope, yeah-

Shattered that American daydream
Afternoon moanin’ in bed
Swallowed the hook, line and sinker
Working man needs the bread
Slipping on that second mortgage
Livin’ on credit and debt
Oh thank heaven - for chapter eleven
Or should ya make just one more bet?

Get on the – Busload O’ Hope
Sure, you’re gonna clean up, in hot water and soap
Busload O’ Hope
you got the dream and just enough rope – yeah!