Gugun Blues Shelter Self Titled Lyrics

Fight for freedom
You can’t buy my voice.. oh no, I got a message
You’re here on my land…oh yea, with your soldiers
You can see in my face I’m just a simple country boy,
I don’t mean no harm, don’t need this suffering.
You make me run, while you burn my house,
Is this the price I pay… to live another day?
You keep my nation under, your political strategy.
We must rise up, fight back… We got to be free.
You can see in my face I’m just a simple country boy,
I don’t mean no harm, don’t need this suffering.
You make me run, while you burn my house,
Is this the price I pay… to live another day?
You’re trying to break my people with your oppression,
But one day will come people… We’ll get freedom.
You can see in my face I’m just a simple country boy,
I don’t mean no harm, don’t need this suffering.
You make me run, while you burn my house,
Is this the price I pay… to live another day?
Good things bad things
There’s nothing I wanna do, but sit and watch
They talk and laugh,
No-one cares I’m stranded in painful silence
Here’s the sun rise, but who knows where
Here’s the sun set, who knows where
And in the night, people desperately seek
Who knows what or by
What means, then suddenly screams, their unseen selves
Here’s the good things, but who knows what
Here’s the bad things, who knows what it means
Here’s the sun rise, here’s the sun set
Here’s the good things, here’s the bad things.
Old Friend
Spent so many good days together,
Running round making trouble in school
Growing pains were less hard when shared
Now a man we drift apart
Once we were as close as brothers
Now we’ve become worst enemies
You watch my back and I’ll watch yours
How I wish we could turn back the time
How could you do those things, you betrayed me
The good times now gone the book is closed,
Was it worth it my old friend, was it worth it my old friend
How could you do those things, you betrayed me
The good times now gone the book is closed,
Was it worth it my old friend, was it worth it my old friend
Remember the endless summer,
what happened to those precious memories
When you get old you’ll think about it
I’ll never forget you my old friend,
I’ll never forget you my old friend.
On the Run
Heard the blast and went for the door,
Got this feeling in my soul
Just like another stormy Monday
Don’t want to go outside my house no more
My heart is beating like a freight train
Got to move out before the dogs arrive
And there ain’t no open doors here
We’re not going to get out of here alive.
Run and hide, got to ramble on
faces in the trees their staring eye’s all over me,
Staring eyes all over me.
Lord have mercy times on my side
Not laying dead down on the floor
Nowhere’s safe in this here nightmare
Just get back home and lock your door
Trust no one and don’t look back
Just keep a low profile in this here crazy town
Just get back home and lock your door
Don’t go outside my house no more
Just get back home and lock your door
Emptiness
Life came alive and stirred,
Time trembled on the rumbling ground
When I was like a wild horse,
Packed my suitcase, run for the hills
My emptiness
Running out of time
In my soul
Misery slept with my lust
I dragged you off to bang in my bed
Twenty-five positions
All night long
Feeling crunchy, let’s do it again… hit me
My emptiness
Running out of time
In my soul
Life came alive and stirred,
Time trembled on the rumbling ground
When I was like a wild horse,
Packed my suitcase, run for the hills
When I see you again
Day turns into night,
Here on my own again,
The hours pass so slowly,
And I’m missing you so bad.
My soul a shade of blue,
Just waiting here for you,
This feeling I have inside,
It’s killing me… tell me..
When I’m gonna see you again,
How long must I feel this pain,
I can’t wait for the day, when I see you again my love
When I’m gonna see you again,
How ling must I feel this pain,
I can’t wait for the day, when I see you again my love
A picture of you in my hand,
Turning my heart to sand,
My head feels so cold and bland,
Because I need you…. Tell me.
When I’m gonna see you again,
How ling must I feel this pain,
I can’t wait for the day, when I see you again my love
When I’m gonna see you again,
How ling must I feel this pain,
I can’t wait for the day, when I see you again my love
When I’m gonna see you again,
How ling must I feel this pain,
I can’t wait for the day, when I see you again my love
When I’m gonna see you again,
How ling must I feel this pain,
I can’t wait for the day, when I see you again my love
Whiskey Woman
Well I’ve made up my mind, I’ve got to go
Well I’ve made up my mind, I’ve got to go
You know you’ve done me wrong baby,
I ain’t coming back no more
You found you another man,
That’s just fine
You found you another man,
That’s just fine
I’m a head off down town baby… I’ll go get mine
Gonna get me a whiskey woman
Have me a real good time
Gonna get me a whiskey woman
Have me a real good time
Don’t need you no more darling, wasting my time.
You’re the man
See your face all over the town
You’re the man who calls the shots
Your wage is low but you drive a silver Mercedes
You’re the man
Greasy hair and safari suit
Golden rings on your chubby hands
See the green and your eyes they turn into eggs… help yourself.
Holes in the road people dying in the street
While you grow fatter in your leather chair
Shiny walls but dirty hands
Are you a man… are you a man???
See your face all over the town
You’re the man who calls the shots
Your wage is low but you drive a silver Mercedes
You’re the man…. ohhh
White Dog
Acting cool with your circle of friends
Fashion art and haircuts from mars
Just like a white dog
Acting like a white dog
Looking like a white dog
Talking like a white dog
Thinking big but acting small,
Talking loud but saying nothing
Just like a white dog
Acting like a white dog
Looking like a white dog
Talking like a white dog
Just like a white dog
Acting like a white dog
Looking like a white dog
Talking like a white dog
Acting cool with your circle of friends
Fashion art and haircuts from mars

Just like a white dog
Acting like a white dog
Looking like a white dog
Talking like a white dog