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  • Текст песни Roots Manuva - Stolen Youth

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    [Verse 1: Roots Manuva]

    Judge 'em on the come up
    It's bound to be your bad luck
    Instantly running ways to survive
    You judge a man by the risk he takes
    To change his faith and place himself
    Up in the dreamscape, free from the trappings
    The flesh will trap him, the flesh will tap him
    And these lights look bright in the city
    And one day this might be his city
    He got more dreams than Luther King
    But pipes of peace might do for him
    But some get peace by keeping the peace, in easy reach and being quick to squeeze

    [Hook: Roots Manuva]

    The road takes a hold on you
    Becomes the whole of you
    You're looking at the stolen youth
    The eggs, the clucker and the golden goose. (X2)

    [Verse 2: Roots Manuva]

    Honour among thieves is the talk of a fool
    The only protection is the talk of your tool
    Decent people just stand by watching
    Pure disbelief and, happy it's not him
    How long does the madness last?
    How long is a piece of string?
    You're better off being mad as a rasc'
    An' then you won't have to face a thing
    Run and hide, a french kiss to chaos
    Standing firm and waiting for the pay-off
    These are those types of days, where it ain't no use in being afraid
    The game played here's got the strangest rules
    The game played here has got no rules
    The pain is life, the pain is death
    It's plain as life, and plain as breath

    [Hook: Roots Manuva]

    The road takes a hold on you
    Becomes the whole of you
    You're looking at the stolen youth
    The egg, the clucker and the golden goose. (X2)

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