Well he's a true punker there's no doubt about it Nothing's gonna change his mind it makes you wanna shout out (woah) And he doesn't care what the fuck
Let's go There was a time where we would laugh and play to the colours of the stars Getting closer never seemed so far There was a place where we could
Two thousand miles away from you Cut to the chase, made my debut Distractions, few and far between Late nights, long days, the drifter scheme Play
Blame it on me is just what they said Blame it on me is just what they said Blame it on me is just what they said Well the crossroad knights have fallen
We're heading off on our priorities With no place to call home Road warriors battle the daily grind For their spot on the throne We will rise from
this bordertown He turns 'em back, he stands his ground But still they come, because they know Somewhere the streets are paved with gold Somewhere beyond the sound of this bordertown
came, From race tracks by the sea. From a gambler who says: "You are still my lucky thing." Bordertown, There's been an accident in Bordertown. Bordertown, I am your accident in Bordertown