Drag the shades across the window Don't answer any knock at the door Keep your hand on the weapon beside you Keep your eyes out for the law Don't you know and you gotta be all you can be We're told to run towards the future
While they're standing on our feet And be content with the scraps that they throw us After promising a feast If you didn't have a gun then i wouldn't need a gun
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