Текст песни Warhead - Flashback Of A Poor Man
Warhead - Flashback Of A Poor Man слова песни
today was the day, money I didn`t havethey came to me in their white coatsand took my kidneys and my heartnow my body`s bloody cold,my signature was my grave!sign your name and you`ll be free,take the money and feel goodpay your debts, it`s all okay,20.000 you have gotI give you one year to pay backand take your organs if you don`tnow you know about the consequence,so we`ll meet in one yearI knew I couldn`t get a job these days,so where could I find my way out20.000 dollars were too much,the doc, he knew I had no chancepoverty was my gallows pole,the rich were dancing on my graveand isn`t it disgusting, man,I wasn`t dead, I was aliveit`s not a tale, man, this is true,I paid my debts with my lifeit`s not a vision of tomorrow,those things happen todayif you`ve got money, you`ll get new teeth,you`ll get new skin and a new heartbut as a poor manyou will see your own flashback start