Thursday 4 September 2014

In Time: The Black Keys


Where do we go?
And all the people they sure don't want you to know
They don't want you to know
Living in chains, thoughts rearranged
You got a worried mind all the time
Now tell me I'm lyin'
And I got a thing I really can't say

You got a worried mind
I got a worried heart
You don't know what to do
I don't know where to start
We let this beat us down
Or get up off the ground
One thing I know we got to go

Where is your mind?
The street is beating ya down and
Taking its time
It's taking its time
Nowhere to run
I told you to get but you were having your fun
Now you're under the gun
And I got a thing I really can't say

You got a worried mind
I got a worried heart
You don't know what to do
I don't know where to start
We let this beat us down
Or get up off the ground
One thing I know we got to go


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