Hard Cash Lyrics & Chords By The Waistcoats

They saunter past, neck-tied, suited and briefcased departure gates flooded in indecent haste too big for their boots they're all too big for their boots they're ready and...read more

Smoke over the city's soul Pollutes our sons and daughters You can fall asleep on sheets of gold And wake up as a pauper We all get old We all slow down As the walls...read more