Текст песни Lars Frederiksen and The Bastards - Six Foot Five
Lars Frederiksen and The Bastards - Six Foot Five слова песни
Coco March morning northern California back in 1973He grew up quick and told that he was nothing till the day he turned 16Broke outta town though he left a trail of violence a mile wideNo one knew little Jay Woods would end up Six Foot Five.Five days a week he`s working late shift at the C.B.S. LumberyardOn the weekend he plays a little Rock And Roll on his 100 dollar bass guitarHow do you survive on those nickels and dimes his mother once did sayPut down your guitar get a good job cause Rock and Roll doesn`t pay no it don`t Skinhead Roots Reggae Rock & Roll on paroleHe said I don`t wanna be more no fucking moreBig Jay`s got no problem unless you wanna start one I suggest that you don`tStay if you wanna make trouble he`s quick to bust your bubble and send you on your wayBustin our jaws his friends are outlawsFrom their boots to their mutton chopsMost hated crew you know that they are true to the punx in the bastards