Текст (слова) песни: Kinky Friedman - The Ballad of Charles Whitman

(kinky friedman)

He was sitting up there for more than an hour,

Way up there on the texas tower

Shooting from the twenty-seventh floor. yahoo!

He didnt choke or slash or slit them,

Not our charles joseph whitman,

He wont be an architect no more.

Got up that morning calm and cool,

He picked up his guns and walked to school.

All the while he smiled so sweetly

And it blew their minds completely,

Theyd never seen an eagle scout so cruel.

Now wont you think for the shame and degradation

For the schools administration

He put on such a bold and brassy show.

The chance looked right, its adolescent

And of course its most unpleasant

But I got to admit it was a lovely way to go.

There was a rumor about a tumor

Nestled at the base of his brain.

He was sitting up there with his .36 magnum

Laughing wildly as he bagged em.

Who are we to say the boys insane ?

Now charlie was awful disappointed

Else he thought he was anointed

To do a deed so lowdown and so mean.

The students looked up from their classes

Had to stop and rub their glasses,

Whod believe hed once been a marine.

Now charlie made the honor roll with ease,

Most all of his grades was as and bs.

A real rip snorting trigger squeezer

Charlie proved a big crowd pleaser

Though he had been known to make a couple cs.

Some were dying, some were weeping,

Some were studying, some were sleeping,

Some were shouting texas # 1!

Some were running, some were falling,

Some were screaming, some were balling,

Some thought the revolution had begun.

The doctors tore his poor brain down,

But not a snitch of illness could be found.

Most folks couldnt figure just-a why he did it

And them that could would not admit it,

Theres still a lot of eagle scouts around.

There was a rumor about a tumor

Nestled at the base of his brain.

He was sitting up there with his .36 magnum

Laughing wildly as he bagged em.

Who are we to say the boys in

Who are we to say the boys in

Who are we to say the boys insane ?

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Kinky Friedman - The Ballad of Charles Whitman (kinky friedman) He was sitting up there for more than an hour, Way up there on the texas tower Shooting from the twenty-seventh floor. yahoo! He didnt choke or slash or slit them, Not our charles joseph whitman, He wont be an architect no more. Got up that morning calm and cool, He picked up his guns and walked to school. All the while he smiled so sweetly And it blew their minds completely, Theyd never seen an eagle scout so cruel. Now wont you think for the shame and degradation For the schools administration He put on such a bold and brassy show. The chance looked right, its adolescent And of course its most unpleasant But I got to admit it was a lovely way to go. There was a rumor about a tumor Nestled at the base of his brain. He was sitting up there with his .36 magnum Laughing wildly as he bagged em. Who are we to say the boys insane ? Now charlie was awful disappointed Else he thought he was anointed To do a deed so lowdown and so mean. The students looked up from their classes Had to stop and rub their glasses, Whod believe hed once been a marine. Now charlie made the honor roll with ease, Most all of his grades was as and bs. A real rip snorting trigger squeezer Charlie proved a big crowd pleaser Though he had been known to make a couple cs. Some were dying, some were weeping, Some were studying, some were sleeping, Some were shouting texas # 1! Some were running, some were falling, Some were screaming, some were balling, Some thought the revolution had begun. The doctors tore his poor brain down, But not a snitch of illness could be found. Most folks couldnt figure just-a why he did it And them that could would not admit it, Theres still a lot of eagle scouts around. There was a rumor about a tumor Nestled at the base of his brain. He was sitting up there with his .36 magnum Laughing wildly as he bagged em. Who are we to say the boys in Who are we to say the boys in Who are we to say the boys insane ? Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни The Ballad of Charles Whitman: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/110/1/11880.html Все тексты песен: Kinky Friedman » Kinky Friedman - CottonEyed Joe » Kinky Friedman - They Ain`t Makin` Jews LiKe Jesus Anymor » Kinky Friedman - GoodHearted Woman » Kinky Friedman - Dear Abbie » Kinky Friedman - Lady Yesterday » Kinky Friedman - Highway CafГ© » Kinky Friedman - Carrying The Torch » Kinky Friedman - Wabash Cannonball » Kinky Friedman - Silver Eagle Express » Kinky Friedman - Flyin Down The Freeway » Kinky Friedman - Nashville Casualty And Life » Kinky Friedman - The Tramp on The Street » Kinky Friedman - Asshole from El Paso » Kinky Friedman - Twinkle » Kinky Friedman - Hobos Lullaby » Kinky Friedman - Rollin in My Sweet Babys Arms » Kinky Friedman - The Ballad of Charles Whitman » Kinky Friedman - Orange Blossom Special » Kinky Friedman - The TakeItEasy Trailer Park » Kinky Friedman - Ahab The Arab Рекомендуем скачать: » Walls of Jericho - Changing Times » Whitney Houston - You`ll Never Stand Alone » Wet Wet Wet - This Time » Will Smith - Afro Angel » Wanda Jackson - This Gun Don`t Care » Will Smith - Uuhhh » Wildecker Herzbuben - Hurra, die Feuerwehr ist da » Weird Al Yankovic - Midnight Star » Warner Mack - Live For The Good Times » Westside Connection - Gangstas Make The World Go Round » Wasp - Running wild in the streets » Westlife - What I Want Is What I Got » Who - baba o reilly \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Wham! - Credit Card Baby » Westlife - I Lay My Love On You » Warren Zevon - Please Stay » Westernhagen - Judaslohn » Watashi-Wa - Ship Up or Shape Out » Wu Tang Clan - America » Wayne - Drop D
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