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Up the banks they run with both hands on the tops of their heads And all they see is red And it's coming up toward the northern side moving like a serpent To the open side And the only thing I wish for: I'll get him back, I swear to God I will With a rifle in my hand and a â??dana â??round my neck I will avenge this bloody strip and move into to my ship Little Johnny moves along, running down the road with both his arms bleeding from the hilts and took his little stilts and covered them with grandma's only quilt it was in the backyard of the woods, told the story of the fin he saw in the river and said â??you must be crazy, Matawan is inland!â? but with my rifle I will vanquish every bite that he took trading white teeth for steel and I'll put on in his head and turn the water red with grandma at the wheel Aus Songtexte Mania