Текст BoDeans – Tied Down And Chained

Well, the fire city call to the hot summer night in the distant sirens’ scream
Kids on the street don’t think about nothin’, just livin’ out some crazy dream
On the front porch, cherry snaps her lipstick shut to the pull of the radio steel
While folks inside drink their worlds away, I guess sometimes they must feel

Well, folks around here don’t talk about life like it lasts forever
They talk about life like it’s salt instead of sugar
And the elders sit around on the front porch
The young ones, they mostly play
Everybody else watchin’ TV screens, watchin’ big time miles, miles away
Tied down and chained…

And the days go by just like hurricanes
And here comes that very same old feelin’ again
Another face in the crowd, well baby, I’m here for the takin’
Just like everybody else, now, I feel I’ve been forsaken

Yeah, boy Johnny sings like a hurtin’ soul, made ten million dollars in one day
Spent every dime the very same night and the tax man takes him away
Yeah, the judge walks in and he says, «boy Johnny, you must be crazy or just lying»
Boy Johnny says, «judge you may be right but I had a good time, an’ look at you»
Tied down and chained…