Stray Cats - Broken Man - Текст песни

Well he walked down to the station 
With a pistol in his hand 
The heat was rising off the desert sand 
And it scorched the baren land 

Well he packed up his bags and he headed west 
With a dream in his pocket he would ride 
The heat was rising on the desert sand 
From the truth he couldn't hide 

Broken man 
Broken man with a pistol in his hand 
The heat was rising on the desert sand 
And it scorched the baren land 

When he walked out of the factory 
With a pay check in his hand 
The heat was rising off the city streets 
And it scorched his careless hand 

As he headed down his lonely streets 
In his broken down part of town 
He crossed over the dividing line 
And swore he'd never be found 

Broken man 
Broken man with a pay check in his hand 
The heat was rising off the city streets 
And he scorched is calloused hand 

Well he walked down to the station 
With a pistol in his hand 
The heat was rising off the city streets 
And it scorched his careless hand 

Well he walked out of his office 
With a briefcase in his hand 
His greed has turned to bitterness 
Like so many broken plans 

He grabbed his coat 
Left his resignation on the desk 
He didn't leave a forwarding address 
The heat was rising throughout the land 
And through the night he ran 

Broken man 
Broken man with a briefcase in his hand 
The heat was rising throughout the land 
And through the night he ran 

Broken man 
Broken man with a pistol in his hand 
The heat was rising throughout the land 
And through the night he ran