Testi musica canzoni

I wanna go where the action is, I wanna run where
the good times roll, Where all the mods are
hanging at the high, I wanna go where the punkers
run the corners, And they just sit around and beg,
Where they dont spill blood on the avenue. Riding
on the subway heading back for queens, Going home
beneath the big apple, Going home back to my
scene??? You can't say it's St. Marks fault, When
he don't even own the block, You can't say it's
St. Marks fault, When he won't even come around.
I wanna go where the traffic is, I'm gonna run
where the street lights shine, I wanna play the
game where the stakes are high, I wanna go where
the drifters run the corners, And they just sit
around and beg, Where theres a 100 faces that you
never known. You can't say it's St. Marks fault,
When he don't even own the block, You can't say
it's St. Marks fault, When he won't even come
around. I wanna go where the action is, I wanna
run where the good times roll, Where all the mods
are hanging at the high, I wanna go where the
punkers run the corners, And they just sit around
and beg, Where they dont spill blood on the
avenue. Riding on the subway heading back for
queens, Going home beneath the big apple, Going
home back to my scene??? You can't say it's St.
Marks fault, When he don't even own the block,
You can't say it's St. Marks fault, When he won't
even come around, Don't come around. 1,2,3,4 You
can't say it's St. Marks fault, When he don't
even own the block, You can't say it's St. Marks
fault, When he won't even come around.