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LAST NIGHT I CLOSED MY EYES WATCHED THE TRACERS FLY THRU THE JUNGLE TREES LIKE FIREFLIES ON A WINDY NIGHT PULLED UP & ONWARD BY THE BREEZE AND I COULD STILL HEAR THE FAR OFF, TIN CANNY SOUND OF THEIR MACHINE GUNS COME UNWOUND & I WAS SHAKIN' LIKE LITTLE RICHARD & I WAS SWEATIN LIKE OLD JAMES BROWN OVER BY MY WINDOW STILL THE MOON WAS STILL ON MY CIGARETTES AND WINE SOMETIMES THERE'S WHERE I PRAY TO JESUS SOMETIMES THERE'S WHERE I PRAY TO DIE BUT I COULD STILL SENSE THE CIRCLING DANGER OF THOSE INVISIBLE BASTARDS OF THE PISS-HOT DAY & I WAS SHAKIN' WITH OLD PROUD MARY & I WAS SITTIN' ON THE DOCK OF THE BAY.... TAKE THE HITS BOYS TAKE THE HITS DON'T SMOKE YOUR BIBLE AND DON'T LOSE YOUR WITS 'CAUSE THE SKY IS FILLED WITH SHRAPNEL & YOUR EYES ARE FILLED WITH TEARS HOLD YOUR BREATH BOYS HOLD YOUR BREATH FINGER YOUR TRIGGER AND WELCOME DEATH CAUSE THE CHOPPERS FILLED WITH YOUR GUNSHOT FRIENDS Songtexte&YOUR HEARTS FILLED WITH FEAR THE FABLES TELL OF MEN WHO FELL WITH SWORDS DANGLING FROM THEIR CHESTS & THE OLD GUYS DOWN AT THE TAPROOM SWEAR THE JAPS COULD KILL YOU BEST BUT LATE AT NIGHT I COULD STILL HEAR THE CRIES OF 3 BLACK GUYS I SEEN TAKE IT IN THE FACE I THINK ABOUT THEM SWEET MOTOWN GIRLS THEY LEFT BEHIND AND THE ASS HOLES THAT TOOK THEIR PLACE TAKE THE HITS BOYS TAKE THE HITS DON'T SMOKE YOUR BIBLE AND DON'T LOSE YOUR WITS 'CAUSE THE SKY IS FILLED WITH SHRAPNEL & YOUR EYES ARE FILLED WITH TEARS HOLD YOUR BREATH BOYS HOLD YOUR BREATH FINGER YOUR TRIGGER AND WELCOME DEATH CAUSE THE CHOPPERS FILLED WITH YOUR GUNSHOT FRIENDS &YOUR HEARTS ARE FILLED WITH FEAR Aus Songtexte Mania