Представляем точный текст композиции "Every Mothers Son" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Brian Cadd . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Every Mothers Son» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Brian Cadd передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Brian Cadd - "Every Mothers Son"
Lyrics to Every Mothers Son : ooooh Jessica ran with the man next door, Escaped in a fast black car. She left her home when she took my heart, but they didnt get too far. She died real clean along with him, Cold in the midnight rain, And I sit alone in my small, dark cell, Wishin I was home again. Next to me in cell block three, a man sits head hung down, He robbed a bank had an empty tank, ran out on the poor side of town, they hemmed him in and he fought like Flynn. And it caused him a lot of pain. Now he sits alone in his small dark cell, Wishin he was home again. Every mothers son, fought with the law and the law has won. I said every mothers son, fought with the law and it aint no fun. I said... Every mothers son, fought with the law and the law has won. I said every mothers son, fought with the law and it aint no aint no aint no fun. Listen, all of us here just livin with fear awaitin for our time to come, with the man in black theres no goin back, theres just no place to run So far away, yet right next door, a mans got a dozen friends and we sit alone in our small dark cells, wishin we were home again. Let me hear ya... Every mothers son, fought with the law and the law has won. I said every mothers son, fought with the law and it aint no fun. I said... Every mothers son, fought with the law and the law has won. I said every mothers son, fought with the law and it aint no aint no aint no fun. Now youre gonna die take a soul and learn to fly life is neither loss nor gain never more you feel the pain, but you have to see the sadness of people you have known. And we sit alone in this small dark cell wishin we were home again. Every mothers son, fought with the law and the law has won. I said every mothers son, fought with the law and it aint no fun. I said... Every mothers son, fought with the law and the law has won. I said every mothers son, fought with the law and it aint no no fun. Every mothers son, fought with the law and the law has won. I said every mothers son, fought with the law and it aint no fun. (etc.) [ Every Mothers Son Lyrics ]
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