Addicted To Black

I'm addicted to black Addicted to black Addicted to wearin'black on my back It was good enough for Cisco Good enough for Lash Good enough for Hoppy Good enough for Johnny Cash Yeah, I'm addicted to black Addicted to black Addicted to wearing black on

See the picture that I'm holding A picture of us three Standing in the summertime At Quogue down by the sea We stood there just a minute Quogue is an Indian name There were no cars back then There were no cars back then When the Indians came We never

I was always young The pictures mean so much now Photos of those friends, that we knew They said they'll keep in touch But they never called as much I held up pretty well While my looks gone to hell But what is really strange How little you have chan

This is America A land where dreams can be A land where hopes are strong And men are free This is America A land of bluer skies A land of brotherhood Where mountains rise From this glory From this power Came a man called Eisenhower 专辑:Addicted To Bla