⬆️ Nowhere to Go But Up

Most people grow up In hard pueblos Which to sum it up Are like no pueblos No pueblos at all No wonder hearts Are so hard No wonder heads Are so hard of hearin’ What we all need Is a soft pueblo A true home to feed Not this open ghetto Where everybody bleeds No wonder hearts Are so hard No wonder heads Are so hard of hearin’ I had no brother Or even a blood brother In my hard pueblo I didn’t know Where I’d go Or even how I’d get there What we all need Is a soft pueblo A true home to feed Not this open ghetto Where everybody bleeds Nothin’ was fair There was nothin’ to share I lived down below You know if you know There was nowhere to go But up Up, up Nowhere to go But up Up, up Up, up Nowhere to go But up Up, up Up, up Nowhere to go But up Up, up Up, up Nowhere to go But up Up, up Up, up Nowhere to go But up Up, up Up, up Nowhere to go But up Up, up Up, up Nowhere to go But up Up, up Up, up Nowhere to go But up Up, up Up, up Copyright © DreamScroller. All rights reserved.