Bài hát King Of New Orleans (Live) Báo Lỗi

Got an angel on the stairs

As if you'd even care

When the lights are up

And the sun had nearly gone... down


Did you see him on the street

Did you pass him at your feet

Did you think at all

How dare they even look me in the eye


And he loves the girls

And he loves the boys

Gonna make

Twenty dollars 'fore the weekend's over


So set him up

Then let him fall

Turn him over in your hands

God save the king of New Orleans


Got a ticket to a show

Did you see him take a blow

When the drunk one said

Cat Stevens was the greatest singer


Did you kick him in the head

Did you see the blood run down

Did you laugh at all

When the people walked right by and said aloud

Gutter punks, you're all the same

Gonna make

Twenty dollars 'fore the weekend's over


So set him up

Then let him fall

Turn him over in your hands

God save the king of New Orleans


Set him up

Let him fall

Turn him over in your hands

God save the King of New Orleans


Radio in my head

Radio in my car

Goin' down again

He's goin' down... again


Any way you look

Any way you talk it over

It's easier

To let it slip out of your mind


But it rips your heart out

Then it kicks your head in

Wouldja you give him one more chance

Try and see the beauty in his world


All the way in on my hands

In on my feet and shoulders

Gonna make

Twenty dollars 'fore the weekends over


So set him up

Then let him fall

Turn him over in your hands

God save the king of New Orleans


Set him up

Then let him fall

Turn him over in your hands

God save the king of New Orleans

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