Lars Frederiksen & The Bastards The Kids Are Quiet On Sharmon Palms
YOU CANT BREAK, ME DOWN
YOU CANT BREAK,CANT BREAK ME DOWN
YOU CANT BREAK, ME DOWN
YOU CANT BREAK(nah nah nah nah nah nah)
CANT BREAK ME DOWN
Sun sets on the west side, palm trees block the moon
Renegades with switchblades, end is comin soon
Over the car in shackles, breath stinks of napalm
Itchy trigger finger and I'm reaching for his gun
YOU CANT BREAK, ME DOWN
YOU CANT BREAK,CANT BREAK ME DOWN
YOU CANT BREAK, ME DOWN
YOU CANT BREAK(nah nah nah nah nah nah)
CANT BREAK ME DOWN
Baseball bats swingin', shotguns cut through wood
Boys are coming up, we run my neighborhood
Its time to meet your maker, I'm no messenger of god
These kids ain't quiet, these kids on sharmon palms
YOU CANT BREAK, ME DOWN
YOU CANT BREAK,CANT BREAK ME DOWN
YOU CANT BREAK, ME DOWN
YOU CANT BREAK(nah nah nah nah nah nah)
CANT BREAK ME DOWN
"You better watch yourself, its gettin' hot around here,
You better look over your shoulder man-YEH!"
Welfare checks are coming, only way to survive
Cocaine reps are runnin, now you gotta stay alive
Son you've been mistaken, this is not where you belong
I looked at him right in his eyes said-
That's where your f..cking wrong!
YOU CANT BREAK, ME DOWN
YOU CANT BREAK,CANT BREAK ME DOWN
YOU CANT BREAK, ME DOWN
YOU CANT BREAK(nah nah nah nah nah nah)
CANT BREAK ME DOWN
