Исполнитель: Sister Seven
Альбом: Wrestling Over Tiny Matters, 2000Loaded
My friend John he's a flattop
He's a cop on the eastern side
He's a watchdog sent on a paper bag
chase where the children's
Guns all hide in the school yard
Cops are angry
Kids are angry
But no one is to blame
Is it loaded?
Does it make you feel OK?
Would you do it?
Is it loaded?
All your strength in a bullet shell
Would you do it?
His girl Jane she's a good one
In the night she'll always pray
That a twelve year old boy
packing more than his lunch
Ain't the statistical end to her husband's day
Cops are angry
Kids are angry
But no one is to blame
Sunny stands on the corner and plans a surprise
For his wedding day
He got his meal on a brown bag dealSister Seven - Loaded текст песни |
