was born to be mistreated, contentment seems too hard to find Searchin' for some understandin', then I lost my mind, left it far behind Nothing left
翻訳: 冬、ジョニー. 何左.
and not a rag have I There's nothing in the house to make a boy's britches Nor shears to cut a cloth with nor thread to take stitches There's nothing
's no men left Just frail old boys and babies Talking to teacher in the treble clef She plants her garden in the spring She does the winter shoveling
say he went away navigating empty streets astray among the lost a shadow in the corner of a stranger's eye but there's nothing left to learn do
Turn left up the street Nothing but gray concrete and dead beats Grab something to eat, Maccy D's or KFC Only one choice in the city Done voice in my
