Kids roll down the streets, with their burgundy cars and blacked-out windows down
But they don't know, what's goin' on, what's goin' on downtown
Down there people talk, but he don't know what keeps his engine hot
While he pumps his gas all alone in a blacktop parking lot
What do you got to say to em, what do you got to say right now
And your heart would knock them down
He don't know the union, he don't, he don't know the shop
All he knows is money man, and that's where he got shot
Now the sun says sweat, and that's all he knows how to do
Work the finger 'til the bone shines through
What do you got to say to em, what do you got to say right now
And your heart would knock them down
Kids roll down the streets, with their burgundy cars and blacked-out windows down
Horace Greene - Burgundy Cars Lyrics
Horace Greene - Burgundy Cars Lyrics
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Kids roll down the streets, with their burgundy cars and blacked-out windows down
But they don't know, what's goin' on, what's goin' on downtown
Down there people talk, but he don't know what keeps his engine hot
While he pumps his gas all alone in a blacktop parking lot
What do you got to say to em, what do you got to say right now
And your heart would knock them down
He don't know the union, he don't, he don't know the shop
All he knows is money man, and that's where he got shot
Now the sun says sweat, and that's all he knows how to do
Work the finger 'til the bone shines through
What do you got to say to em, what do you got to say right now
And your heart would knock them down
Kids roll down the streets, with their burgundy cars and blacked-out windows down
But they don't know, what's goin' on, what's goin' on downtown
Down there people talk, but he don't know what keeps his engine hot
While he pumps his gas all alone in a blacktop parking lot
What do you got to say to em, what do you got to say right now
And your heart would knock them down
He don't know the union, he don't, he don't know the shop
All he knows is money man, and that's where he got shot
Now the sun says sweat, and that's all he knows how to do
Work the finger 'til the bone shines through
What do you got to say to em, what do you got to say right now
And your heart would knock them down
Kids roll down the streets, with their burgundy cars and blacked-out windows down
Writer: Anthony Oakley
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