الأغاني:
Weekend Players Subway

No walls to keep you in No one to answer to Or ask where you've been (or ask where you've been) No job to tie you down No address so you can't get

No walls to keep you in No one to answer to Or ask where you've been (or ask where you've been) No job to tie you down No address so you can't get

end We'd have our own subway car in the middle of the night I'd work the same job and play the same bars on every weekend As the graffiti scrolls by

The city subway stations never glisten. The gates rise up like they belong in prison. And my balance is low. I better pick a good place, I got one ride

The city subway stations never glisten. The gates rise up like they belong in prison. And my balance is low. I better pick a good place, I got one ride

it Pipe hard slang, bite the golden bullet Never, sold my soul Golden Arm cold stinger See me on the streets address me stone bringer Ease away, freeze back, feedback, play

end We'd have our own subway car in the middle of the night I'd work the same job and play the same bars on every weekend As the graffiti scrolls by

Pipe hard slang, bite the golden bullet Never, sold my soul Golden Arm cold stinger See me on the streets address me stone bringer Ease away, freeze back, feedback, play

a four day weekend. Hey hey! When it's all done I'm gonna feel great finally. And when I finally got to work today, I ate my Subway sandwich, and I drank