Golden bullets Songtext

von Zoma

It was a lovely Monday morning
As Mrs. Smith left her indisplicable clean house
To go shopping in this little town called Penniston.
On her way she met Mr. Cockburn
He was whristling hello
And said that if anybody dare to come close to his brand new car or even try to touch it , he will forget himself and everything around him.

He said:

We will burn down his house and even those of his friends.
I don't deal with terrorists.
What they deserve? Just the worst!
We should now kill the beast!
We want nothing but freedom!

It was a lovely Sunday morning
As Mrs. Smith left her indisplicble clean house
To go to church in this little town called Penniston.
On her way she met honest John
He was whristling hello
And said that if anyone dare to come close to his black and white cows or even try to touch them, he'll get lost in furious anger.

We will hunt them and we will punish them!