Well I wouldn't buy no merchandise And I wouldn't go to war And I mixed with other colors But the nurse doesn't care And I hide under blankets Or did I run away I really can't remember Last time I saw the light of day But I remember Sam 'cause he was like me
Scream like a baby Sam was a gun But I never knew his last name And we never had no fun
They came down hard on the fagots They came down hard on the street They came down harder on Sam And we all knew he was beat He was thrown into the wagon Blind folded, chains, and they stomped on us Took away our clothes and things Pumped us full of strange drugs And oh I saw Sam falling Spitting in their eyes But now I lay me down to sleep But now I close my eyes And I'm learning to be a part of soc-society
No athletic program, no discipline, no book He just sat in the back seat Swearing he'd seek revenge But he jumped into the the furnace Singing old songs we lovedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
