Name: Street Congress
Duration: P00H07M11S
Description: Trumpet solo: Cyrus Nabipoor

Street Congress

from Savage Journey by TopHat

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Trumpet solo: Cyrus Nabipoor

lyrics

// VERSE 1 //
Swap the dice and don the colors, bump it twice and breath it in.
The cash flow calls out in the distance, the faint ambition stirs within.
They raise a cat-house on the Southside, while we haze the troubled springs.
Count the coins and ditch the bodies, sit and watch what struggle brings.

// CHORUS //
We fight to suppress
the dreams that we fear;
the need to impress.
We owe our success,
what little we know,
Street Congress.

// VERSE 2 //
Run the tonic out to Venice, check your trail for the heat.
We’re only safe when we’re on our grounds, our jurisdiction in the street.
We’ll cut our teeth on stints for Shorty, and climb the ranks while we take shape.
As we blend into the system, be sure to plan for our escape.

// CHORUS //

// VERSE 3 //
We’ll meet with Raymond in the city, and wait for answers at the gate.
He makes fun of civil justice, his life is taken by the state.
We had no choice but to join in, as all our brothers turn to fight.
There’s no need for second coming, they won’t make it through the night.

// CHORUS //