The Grahams - Bite My Tongue

Why does life have to be so hard
Out here on Foothill Boulevard
The skinny boys in muscle cars
Have sold their souls

I set out for Los Angeles
You know it brought me to my knees
I’m holed up in the desert breeze
San Gabriel can go to hell

My heart is broken down
And the racists in this town
Holding hard and fast
They found me out at last
I’m gonna bite my tongue
And get out while I’m young

They say the wind blows east to west
I’d like to put that to the test
Hitch a windsail to my vest
And leave the ground
And blow this town

My heart is broken down
And the racists in this town
Holding hard and fast
They found me out at last
I’m gonna bite my tongue
And get out while I’m young

Why does life have to be so hard
Out here on Foothill Boulevard
The skinny girls in Daddy’s car
Have sold their souls
They wanna go go go

My heart is broken down
And the racists in this town
Holding hard and fast
They found me out at last
I’m gonna bite my tongue
And get out while I’m young

Written by:
Alyssa Graham, Bryan McCann, Douglas Graham

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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