Текст песни Church Of Misery - Son Of A Gun (David Berkowitz)
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[SONGS & LYRICS BY TATSU MIKAMI]HELLO FROM THE GUTTER OF " NEW YORK CITY " - A SON OF SAM" SAM " ,MY FARTHER NEEDS SOME BLOODTO PRESERVE HIS YOUTHI LOVE TO HUNT, PROWLING THE STREETSLOOKING FOR YOUR TASTY MEATKEEP OUT OF MY WAYOR YOU WILL DIE ! HERE WE GO NOW, YEAH !HELLO FROM THE GUTTER OF " NEW YORK CITY " - A SON OF SAMDEMONS COMMANDED METO KILL BY THIS 44I`M ON A DIFFERENT WAVE LENGTHTHAN EVERYBODY ELSEKEEP OUT OF MY WAYOR YOU WILL DIE !KILL FOR MY MASTER " SAM "IN THIS HOLE LIVES WICKED KINGBREED FOR MY MASTER " SAM "I`M A SON OF A GUN44 CALIBER KILLER