General Public - Handgun
Tekst :
Now there s a place I know, and I sometimes love
where they re born in the shadow of a rifle club
Hearts of gold, but they re in some doubt
when it s time to get the handgun out
Time to get, get the handgun
Time to get the handgun out
Now it s time to get, good God, good gosh
Get the handgun out!
Now a stranger can see instantly
all the strains in this society
Not a melting pot, it s a centrifuge
where the quick, and the dead
are both equal losers!
Get all your trucks, collect them free
Drive to the ocean, throw them in the sea!
Time to get, get the handgun
Time to get the handgun out
Now it s time to get, good God, good gosh
Get the handgun out!
Now there s a place I know, and I sometimes love
Time to get the handgun out
Born in the shadow of a rifle club
Time to get the handgun out
Hearts of gold, but they re in some doubt
When it s time to get the handgun out
Get all your trucks, collect them free
Drive to the ocean, throw them in the sea!
Time to get, get the handgun
Time to get the handgun out
Now it s time to get, good God, good gosh
Get the handgun out!
Hearts of gold, but they re down on love
Born in the shadow of a rifle club
Hearts of gold, but they re in some doubt
When it s time to get the handgun out
Time to get, get the handgun
Time to get the handgun out
Now it s time to get, good God, good gosh
Get the handgun out!
Inne utwory
Day to day Tenderness As a matter of fact Ill take you there Rainy days Never not alone Warm love Never all there In conversation Burning bright Come again It must be tough Rub it better Anxious Punk Losowe utwory
Today he has no means
He s a lone man anonymous
But written in his cells
He s got the marks of a genius
I m looking for this man
To sell him to other men
To sell him to other men
To make us rich and famous
One you lock the target,
Two you bait the line,
Three...
Slip through the net
You re on your own
Crossing the water
With all the blue lights on
It s what you say
And what you do
Make for the change in the end
Sensing the warm glow
Got the picture now...
Je suis amoureuse d une terre sauvage
Un sorcier vaudou m a peint le visage
Son gris-gris me suit au son des tam-tams
Parfum de magie sur ma peau blanche de femme
Africa
J ai envie de danser comme toi
De m offrir...
Season of the undead nears
Lying waiting the rite
Spiritual visions appear
To fulfill the prophecy
These walls stained
By blood of immortality
Haunted through centiries
By souls of morality
Laid down to rest
In unholy ground
Ancient creation man
Supposed to never appear.
These walls stained
By blood of immortality
Haunted through centiries
By souls of morality
Season of the undead nears
Lying waiting the rite
Spiritual...
No controles mi forma de pensar
porque es total
y a todo el mundo gusto, porque
no controles mi forma de actuar
porque es total,
y a todo el mundo gusto, porque
no controles mi forma de bailar
porque es total,
y...