Hey Joe
Where you goin' with that gun of yours?
Hey Joe
I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand
I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man
I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man
And that ain't too cool
Hey Joe
I heard you shot your mamma down
You shot her down now
Hey Joe
I heard you shot your lady down
You shot her down in the ground, yeah
Yeah
Yes, I did, I shot her
You know I caught her messin' round, messin' round town
Yes I did, I shot her
You know I caught my old lady messin' 'round town
And I gave her the gun
And I shot her
Alright
Shoot her one more time again, baby
Yeah
Oh, dig it
Oh, alright
Hey Joe
Where you gonna run to now, where you gonna go?
Hey Joe, I said
Where you gonna run to now, where you gonna go?
I'm goin' way down south
Way down to Mexico way
Alright
I'm goin' way down South
Way down where I can be free
Ain't no one gonna find me
Ain't no hang-man gonna
He ain't gonna put a rope around me
You better believe it right now
I gotta go now
Hey, Joe
You better run on down
Goodbye everybody
Ça fait longtemps que t'es partie
Maintenant
Je t'écoute démonter ma vie
En pleurant
Si j'avais su qu'un matin
Je serai là, sali, jugé, sur un banc
Par l'ombre d'un corps que j'ai serré si souvent
Pour un enfant
Tu leur dis que mon métier
C'est du vent
Qu'on ne sait pas ce que je serai
Dans un an
S'ils savaient que pour toi avant de tous les chanteurs j'étais le plus grand
Et que c'est pour ça que tu voulais un enfant
Devenu grand
Les juges et les lois
Ça m'fait pas peur
C'est mon fils, ma bataille
Fallait pas qu'elle s'en aille
Oh je vais tout casser
Si vous touchez
Au fruit de mes entrailles
Fallait pas qu'elle s'en aille
Bien sûr c'est elle qui l'a porté
Et pourtant
C'est moi qui lui construis sa vie
Lentement
Tout ce qu'elle peut dire sur moi n'est rien à côté du sourire qu'il me tend
L'absence a des torts
Que rien ne défend
C'est mon enfant
Les juges et les lois
Ça m'fait pas peur
C'est mon fils, ma bataille
Fallait pas qu'elle s'en aille
J'vais tout casser
Si vous touchez
Au fruit de mes entrailles
Fallait pas qu'elle s'en aille
Les juges et les lois
Ça m'fait pas peur
Fallait pas qu'elle s'en aille
Oh, j'vais tout casser
Si vous touchez
Au fruit de mes entrailles
It seems like you're keeping me down
And it just seems pointless
To work this thing out and
What's holding me back?
A lifelong friendship's not worth this I'll hide this one deep underground
Convenience can comfort you now but the words that you said you can never take back and
I'm warning you now when you realize you made a mistake I'll be sure to kick while you're down
I gave you this gift (I gave you this gift)
Now I'm here alone
And I'm paying for it
Our light's almost out (Our light's almost out)
But I'll smile again the day that you figure out
I was all that you had
So...
So you think you can tell
Heaven from hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish
How I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year
Running over the same old ground
And how we found
The same old fears
Wish you were here
Empty fields move me so much more then rooms filled up with friends, the way the trees look dead reminds me that there's more to life then living
Maybe
Giving up's not bad but part of
Letting go of you
If I surrender to this feeling maybe all the aches and pains
Will go
And I can close my eyes
Never again to have them open till I bleed out all I've been
I don't want to be alone no more
No more
Take this razor, sign your name across my wrists so everyone will know
Who left me like this
Empty fields move me so much more then rooms filled up with friends, the way the trees look dead reminds that there's more to life then living
Maybe
Giving up's not bad but part of
Letting go of you
So take this razor, sign your name across my wrists so everyone will know
Who left me like this
Sew me up, my scars run deep
A reminder not
To forget the times that we've had
I'll never waste another second I have wasted so much time
And I have wasted wasted
So much time
So much time
Take this razor, sign your name across my wrists so everyone will know
Who left me like this
Sew me up, my scars run deep
A reminder not
To forget the times that we've had
