Текст (слова) песни: David Bowie - Running Gun Blues
I count the corpses on my left, I find I`m not so tidy So I better get away, better make it today I`ve cut twenty-three down since Friday But I can`t control it, my face is drawn My instinct still emotes it
I slash them cold, I kill them dead I broke the gooks, I cracked their heads I`ll bomb them out from under the beds But now I`ve got the running gun blues
It seems the peacefuls stopped the war Left generals squashed and stifled But I`ll slip out again tonight Cause they haven`t taken back my rifle For I promote oblivion And I`ll plug a few civilians
I`ll slash them cold, I`ll kill them dead I`ll break them gooks, I`ll crack their heads I`ll slice them till they`re running red But now I`ve got the running gun blues
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