Shooting At Unarmed Men
The Conventions of Stopping
For the haves and have notsSitting on their porch stepsCalling on the neighboursFor tips on where to holidayOh, I've got a head like a sore bearAnd I'm trying to not argueBut there's so much tensionThat the pressure's got me wheezingAnd I'm trying not to faintBut I want to stop the shoutingOh, I've got a head like a sore bearI've got a head like a sore bearAnd a face like a raw eggAnd there's so much bleedingI cannot find my way out
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