Текст песни misc - Rough Justice
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Your criminal eyes, that see straight through We criminalise - your kind of voodoo Make me sell my soul for the easy life Sell my mother, trade in my wife Rough justice - alright - rough justice on the streets tonight Rough justice - we`re the chosen few If you want to scream, if you want to fight Better take it to the man with the big house - in white It`s rough justice Your bleeding heart got a hold on me Your criminal heart won`t let me be For finer feelings I didn`t feel the need When I`m dealing you`d better watch my speed Get rough Rough justice - alright Rough justice - on the streets tonight Rough justice - we`re the chosen few Rough justice - somebody loosened my screws Vigilante man of the neighbourhood Well I ain`t like Doris Day, and I ain`t no Robin Hood It`s rough justice Your criminal eyes - don`t cut no ice We criminalise - don`t take no outside advice It`s a real cruel life when you have to lose it It`s a heavyIt`s rough justice - it`s rough justice It`s rough justice... (typed by Claudia)