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I woke up this morningIt was still dayFound my dog underneath the ChevroletI knew things would go wrongI Got back home and my home was goneSo I grabbed a gun And walked down into the streetI tried to find some enemies to meetAnd now I'm lookingYeah still searchingFor a place with my guns in handbecause They can't tell me what I can or cannot doAnd I won't hold them by the handThey can lay on the ground while I snipe from the topAnd see their life turn into sand Let me tell ya whyIt's a problemNo it's not a problem, man! Aus Songtexte Mania