East St. Louis Lyrics & Chords By Brendan Kelly And The Wandering Birds

This ain’t no place for us, man
Cuz it’s dangerous, man.
I got some empty cans in the back of my van
And I’m running out of my stash.
I got an attitude now.
I gotta see this shit through now.
If you don’t get that bitch to shut her mouth
Than I’m gonna whip it out.
This couldn’t possibly be any good
We ended up in the wrong neighborhood
And I don’t wanna get out
Baby why you gotta blow me down?
I think I’m fading fast now.
I think I got a date with the past now.
Where is the bathroom man?
I gotta get free and the pigs know what I got on
And the cellophane’s itching my legs
And I’m running out of gas in my tank
This is the end of days boy,
It’s a shallow grave boy.
I didn’t come to slack or to stay
Tonight I’m walking away.
I ain’t getting out of the car.
Baby why you always push me too far?
Because the boys don’t cry when the girls come around and go down.
And the girls don’t mind when the boys kick em out to go drown downtown.
Baby, we can work something out.