47 Black - Walk All The Days (Black 47 Version) Lyrics
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- Walk All The Days (Black 47 Version) Lyrics
Album: Green Suede Shoes i never figured it would end up this way as i lay on the ground, and silently prayed for god's intervention, my soul to save who the hell is the saint of lost causes? i could see from their eyes, my time it wasn't long reporters inquired why my vest wasn't on my partner was crying for me to stay strong the sirens seemed to grow quieter... walk all the days just to stagger at night a pension at twenty if all goes all right to the junkies, the yuppies, ice-t, and the whores i bid you a slán agus beannacht it seemed like the shooter was barely fifteen already his life had been stripped of all dreams the crack and the gats make for one hectic scene life never seemed any cheaper. i'll always remember the words that he said over and over they ring through my head "go ahead shoot me, i'm already dead" i see there's more than one victim... on the day of the funeral, they all will be there the tv, the papers, the bosses, the mayor they'll tell all your family their grief is shared next week you're going to be forgotten... to my friends, i say, go on out for a drink don't give a damn what the hypocrites think belly up to the bar, give your glasses a clink a toast to your fallen brother...
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