Mick Flannery

Wake up girl, we gotta get outta town. Come on now, I'm sorry I let you down. I messed up babe it's not gonna go away, I lost big and I borrowed from Ray. But its alright babe, its alright babe, we just gotta get on. Open up girl, it's k-k-k-kinda co

I lay in your arms In the room where you had borne the scars, It was late at night, And the city lay asleep outside, And the moon was in your hair, And it all was so unfair, Or was it dear? I said I'm leaving soon, I must go and do what I must do, Yo

Hurry up they're gonna get ya man, ride on, ride on Ain't no one gonna hold you're hand, ride on, ride on Ain't no one gonna give a damn, So ride on, ride on, take your nothing And get yourself gone, you know You got to let her go cause you're alone

I told you before 'bout that creak in the door, what time do ya call this? The dogs bowl is empty and the scuttle needs coal, so be done 'fore your father gets in? Where the hell is your brother? Is he playing cards again? Don't he love his mother? W

You're steppin off the slow train Wrestlin' with reason, Guilty a' treason Against yourself ohh You up up on the fast lane Gone forever, never better Oh my mind Yeah we got your number Yeah we got your call We don't care what you're after Don't care

I can only speak for those that do not know me, I can only write the words that would not show me, I will never quite explain what I've been doin'. I am you and you are me but we are nothing, My heart broke and rose to go but I'm not goin', 'Cause I

I hit the bottle baby, I lost some time, I did it all 'cept get you off my mind. I gave the act a cleanin', Dry as a bone, You beat the shakes, you break, pick up the phone. Just to win back my baby's heart, And to tell her I would never tire, Let it

This town it drags you down. IT pulls the reins on those who search for higher ground, Those who'd act too proud, And those who'd long to be free. That's I'm leavin' here. There'll be no long goodbyes I mean to disappear, I have no time for fear, Ton

He is such a loser He is such a fool for Playing cards with such men He don't know his lucks end But why would I be bothered Why would I be bothered When I've got a dollar When I've got a dollar Things are well now Oh how there's always the sign That