You called all your shots
Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck stop
Somehow this don't feel like home anymore
And this ain't no place for the weary kind
And this ain't no place to lose your mind
And this ain't no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
Your body aches
Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate
The days and the nights all feel the same
Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck stop
Somehow this don't feel like home anymore
And this ain't no place for the weary kind
And this ain't no place to lose your mind
And this ain't no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
Your body aches
Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate
The days and the nights all feel the same
Whiskey has been a thorn in your side
and it does not forget
the highway that calls for your heart inside
overall, the oscars were pretty disappointing, though unspectacular, ryan bingham AAAAB get the Oscar for best song title! yeah! (I had so wished that he still plays live ...) and Jeff Bridges!
crazy heart was at least as opposed to up in the air to some extent appreciated ... still a shame to the latter!
and the hurt locker sucks!
the simple "the winner is ..." instead of "the Oscar goes to ..." they can zum nächsten mal hoffentlich auch wieder sein...
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