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Get into my car, come and take a ride with me show you all the sights, tell you how it used to be Back when nothing happened it would get me down now we've got reporters always running 'round Close your eyes a second You'll have nothing left to see No one will come out and play Tourists all just stay away No one will come out and play Happy people live in fear another day This is the house where a friend of mine was shot Pain got washed away, memories are all we've got When the bullets fly, you can't fuck around Gather up the children and you hit the ground Can't somebody tell me How it all turned out this way Afraid to see how far this goes Come and count the bullet holes Where it stops, no one knows Come and count the bullet holes, in our souls Come and watch us wave goodbye. (Gracias a Israel por esta letra) Aus Songtexte Mania