On the Streets of Bridgeport

Everybody's hanging and they're getting

By We all want the seasons to survive

But time is a jet plane and a move so fast

Blink of an eye, you know it never lasts

I'm lying on the streets of Bridgeport

Somebody's calling my name

Yes, I'm lying on the streets of Bridgeport

I'm lying in the rain, like a hurricane

And it's all the same

And music drives the engine

And dubs around the world

Thankful and grateful to the stars

And the people are in the moment

They're dancing round and round

Ain't no more reasons to be glad

And lying on the streets of bridgeports

Somebody's calling my name

Yes, I'm lying on the streets

Bridgeport

I'm lying in the rain

Like a hurricane

And it's all

Same

Thank you

On the streets of Bridgeport

On the streets of Breach Bowl

You know the music is on the sound

On the streets of Breach Bowl

Everyone who's all around

On the streets of Breach Bowl

We're the same, not the guest

On the streets of Breach Bowl

It's fun, the loudest go

On the streets of Breach Bowl

You know the music is singing the stairs

On the streets of Breach Bowl

Routy and Routy

And lying on the streets of Bridgeport, nobody knows my name

Yes, I'm lying on the streets of Bridgeport

I'm lying in the rain like a hurricane

I'm lying in pain, it's crying shame, and it's all the same

That was sick

Sick

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