What do you got?. Aches produced in someone's heart. Y'all have to go in the underground. To get things done here. And anyone you know you got it up. So if it's done. This is a place to comfort. I know our hearts stomp. 'Cause you know I'm the guillotine. I know you have nobody left to rely on. I'll hold you in my arms and let you dream. It's got to be that time again. And you you you will be over soon again. So get yourself up get ask split shot on your way. It's nothing to be ashamed of. Taking of again the 5-0 screen. I know you have nobody left to rely on. I'll hold you in my arms and let you dream. Going down to Lonesome Street. Going down to Lonesome Street. Lonesome Street. Going down to Lonesome Street. Lonesome Street. Going down to Lonesome Street. Lonesome Street