"Hearts On The Floor" lyrics - ROGER CHAPMAN

The jungle awaits the lion's return
Fully aware but heavily burned
Ignoring the claims of the three legged fool
Got to bent or got to be cruel, oh.

On again, on again, nailing my ass to the floor
On again, on again, another left hook to the jaw
Jesus, my heart's on the floor.

Too many battles, too many games
Too many women make a hard hearted man
Hearts you can touch but cold as a stone
Sleep is a reward for people alone.

Round again, round again, beatin' a path to my door
Round again, round again, spitting and scratching for more
Jesus, my heart's on the floor.

Looking down that lonely avenue
Trying to shake the dust from a woman's abuse
Open opinion, yes, a four letter fool
I'm lacing my drinks and my walking shoes.

Up again, down again, hung up to dry, what a bore
Up again, down again, stuck up a creek without oars
Jesus, my heart's on the floor
Jesus, my heart's on the floor.

Oh...

Up again, down again, hung up to dry, what a bore
Up again, down again, stuck up a creek without oars
On again, on again, nailing my ass to the floor
On again, on again, another left hook to the jaw
Round again, round again, beatin' a path to my door
I said now, round again, round again, spitting and scratching for more
Jesus, my heart's on the floor
Jesus, my heart's on the floor.