ARROGANT CRIMINALS - BOYS GET AROUND ('LES DALTONS' GENERIQUE VERSION LONGUE)

Lyrics
I wanna live in a bank,
sleep in a cash machine.
but I am here and I just cannot live my dream.
"Jail is my house" the judge told me that. 
Doesn’t surprise me at all, I just can’t live without.
Gotta find a way outta here.

Boys get around.
Bros falling wild.
Cop a packet.
Head up on a scrap.
Cannot find a way outta here.

Dalton !

Dreaming of freedom,
money in my hand,
my band on the road,
and two girls in my bed.
Looking up lokking down,
nobody else to blame,
it’s the same room,
oh bro bro it’s the same.
I used to seat and wonder at the back of the train.
I make my day between the walls and it squeezes my brain.
I’m not in talking that much babe I am travelling on.
You dont know me in the end,
I'm just an easy song

Boys get around.
Bros falling wild.
Cop a packet.
Head up on a scrap.
Cannot find a way outta here.

Dalton !

HAAAAAAAAAA...
Dalton !
HAAAAAAAAAA...
Dalton !
HAAAAAAAAAA...

I didn’t mean to live in jail.
Boys get around.
Better forgive than being dead.
Boys get around.
You know i dreamt
in the smallest coldest room.
I have to give it back
walking my own road.
Boys get around.

HAAAAAAAAAA...
HAAAAAAAAAA...
HAAAAAAAAAA...
HAAAAAAAAAA...

Boys get around.
Bros falling wild.
Cop a packet.
Head up on a scrap.
Gotta find a way outta here.