Imagine himself a hero walkin' tall and proud Seeing no one around, I was there above the ground His voice is authority what he says will be Stupid as it can be, you cannot go free
His spirit was high, but you know his mind was dry You can only sigh and hope that he just died He's got a rich dad, so he grew up bad Think he was God, makes me feel mad
I was walkin' one afternoon, then I saw him in that room He was holding a gun and point to his head I heard a shot and then he's dead He's all one and now he's gone
Imagine himself a hero walkin' tall and proud Seeing no one around, I was there above the ground His voice is authority what he says will be Stupid as it can be, you cannot go freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
