CHANGE OF WORDS

2008 July 31

Created by colin 15 years ago
i came as a father ,to this fucking country, If I leave it will be as a inmate From an asylum I got to stay sharp As sharp as knives I been so gung ho To lay down my life I came in spastic Like tame less horse I may leave in plastic As A numbered corpse But ive learned fast To travel light My arms were heavy But my belly is tight I got no home front I've had no soft soap They sent me messages They gave me no hope So I dug in deep And shot on sight And slogged of that prick Jesus Christ With all my might I had my cameras To shoot the deeds I got more than the hash pipe And played my sons tapes And its dark So dark at night I've held on to a promise like father to son.I even promised my mother id write But we would all go down together I told my son wed all go down together Yes we would all go down together Remember Elton Remember he left his childhood On every acre And who is wrong? And who is right? It didn't matter in the thick of the fight They ruled the night And the night Seemed to last as long as 14 months in this shit hole I hold the surprise They hold the highlands But now I'm sharp As sharp as knives They heard the hum of my motor They counted the seconds And waited for me to arrive And they all went down together Yes they all went down together .

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