Текст (слова) песни: Vice Squad - Fistful of Dollars
A fistful of dollars, a nuclear warhead A few dollars more, arms galore A fistful of dollars gotta win the arms race They`d kill us all for a few dollars
A cracked old actor runs the country Reading scripts from old`B`movies Finger on the button, head in the clouds Still doing anything to please the crowds
Biggest is best the American way Living and lie from day to day A flash car only boosts the ego Fuel economy out the window
History and heritage, they haven`t got Though that doesn`t mean a lot They pride themselves on their wild west past Would be cowboys to the last.
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