Live at Tv Show "Poughkeepsie Live".
May 1, 2008
Frank Carillo
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Bad Out There
Written by: Frank Carillo
This track has been released on Frank Carillo and the Bandoleros "Bad out there" album.
It's getting bad out there
It's getting bad out there
It's in everybody's head
check underneath the bed
Everything has changed
It's all been rearranged
It's getting bad out there
It's getting hard to breath
It's harder to believe
That all those things are gone
Things you counted on
Peace of mind is rare
Can't feel it anwhere
It's getting bad out there
I hear the birds still singing up in my attic room
And the paperboy still throws it on the lawn
The city treets are emptier than New Year's day
I wait for the other shoe to drop
I'm waiting for the dawn
Newspaper prophets cry
I watch the cloudless sky
A hint of what's to come
As I stick out my thumb
Looking for a ride
To take me anywhere
It's getting bad out there
I'm waiting for a letter while the sun comes up
I'm looking for some sugar for my tea
Walking through a nightmare, somebody wake me up
The bogeyman left a message and he's coming after me
When the sun goes down
con Ed light up the town
The town that never sleeps
Begins her midight creep
The paranoia game
You smell it in the air
It's getting bad out there