Текст песни David Bowie - Running Gun Blues, слова песни David Bowie

Текст песни David Bowie - Running Gun Blues

David Bowie - Running Gun Blues слова песни

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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Running Gun Blues

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