The Front Bottoms - Allentown Lyrics
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Allentown
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What Are The Lyrics For Allentown By The Front Bottoms?
I am on a journey to discover what it's like
To be free of all my demons, to be free of all my demons Contents on the counter, knocked out of their place A late eighties biker bar, just doing its thing The drugs from all our parents stuck inside our veins I traded you for Vicodin, just doing my thing I used to be a lawyer, now I just talk a lot I'm the King of Allentown, this parking lot I am on a journey, to discover what it's like To be free of all my demons, to be free of all my demons While it don't effect me, not like it used to I am on a journey, to discover what it's like To be free I am on a journey, to discover what it's like (Contents on the counter, knocked out of their place) To be free of all my demons, to be free of all my demons (A late eighties biker bar, just doing it's thing) While it don't effect me, not like it used to (The Drugs from all out parents, stuck inside our Veins) I am on a journey, to discover what it's like (I traded you for Vicodin, just doing my thing) To be free of all my demons, to be free of all my demons (I used to be a lawyer, now i just talk a lot) I am on a journey, to discover what it's like (I'm the King of Allentown, this parking lot) I used to be a lawyer, now I just talk a lot (I am on a journey, to discover what it's like) (To be free of all my demons, to be free of all my demons) I'm the King of Allentown, this parking lot |
Who Wrote Allentown By The Front Bottoms?
Andy Hull, Robert Mcdowell
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What's The Duration Of The Allentown By The Front Bottoms?The duration of Allentown is 3:13 minutes and seconds. |
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