Текст и слова песни Joyslam – Empty
I'm sitting here alone in my house
Got no money stone cold broke
Ain't got nothing to do
Might as well get pissed
Oh yeah, I got no money not even for a beer
So it's down to me and the 4 walls
No company, so conversations small
Can't say there's too much to talk about anyway
Frozen to the bone and I can't think straight
Woke up this morning, decided to dress
Brushed my teeth and even combed my hair
Thought a little breakfast wouldn't be out of text
Started the searching and I couldn't find a piece of bread
CHOURS:
Empty stomach
Holes in my pocket
Got to fill 'em one way or another
I think tomorrow, I'll get myself a job
Maybe in an office, 9 to 5 sounds real good
Landlord knocking at the door, pretend I'm not in
Ain't got no more excuses, ain't got the balls to face him
So it's down to me and the 4 walls
No company, so conversations small
Can't say there's too much to talk about anyway
Frozen to the bone and I can't think straight
CH
M-8:
Scat/Ad-libs
SOLO
Woke up this morning, decided to dress
Thought a little breakfast wouldn't be... out of text
Started the searching and I got into this real distress
Couldn't even find myself a piece of funky bread
CH x 2/Ad-libs
Got no money stone cold broke
Ain't got nothing to do
Might as well get pissed
Oh yeah, I got no money not even for a beer
So it's down to me and the 4 walls
No company, so conversations small
Can't say there's too much to talk about anyway
Frozen to the bone and I can't think straight
Woke up this morning, decided to dress
Brushed my teeth and even combed my hair
Thought a little breakfast wouldn't be out of text
Started the searching and I couldn't find a piece of bread
CHOURS:
Empty stomach
Holes in my pocket
Got to fill 'em one way or another
I think tomorrow, I'll get myself a job
Maybe in an office, 9 to 5 sounds real good
Landlord knocking at the door, pretend I'm not in
Ain't got no more excuses, ain't got the balls to face him
So it's down to me and the 4 walls
No company, so conversations small
Can't say there's too much to talk about anyway
Frozen to the bone and I can't think straight
CH
M-8:
Scat/Ad-libs
SOLO
Woke up this morning, decided to dress
Thought a little breakfast wouldn't be... out of text
Started the searching and I got into this real distress
Couldn't even find myself a piece of funky bread
CH x 2/Ad-libs
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