If you see me walkin' down the street You better get outta my way I'm known as a real king hitter And I'll always get the last say If you're lookin' for a heavy time Oh, best you don't come around Or else you'll get somethin' heavy Six feet of solid ground
And I don't like trouble But if trouble is the name of your game You know where you can find me, boy Everybody knows my name
They call me the black eyed They call me the black eyed Call me the black eyed bruiser, yeah
But then I used to be a peaceful man Made of flowers and love And I believed in my soul And the grace of the good Lord above But then I was forced to change my tune From candles and grace By the power of the filthy dollar Everybody was kickin' in my face
And there ain't no peace in this world, that's a fact Just take a good look around So I'm gonna stand here and I'll fight you, son Nobody puts me down
Call me the black eyed Oh, they call me the black eyed Call me the black eyed bruiser, yeah I'm the black eyed bruiser, boy
Yeah Son, you just made your first and last mistake There's still time for you to run away Ah, so you better think clearly, my friend About the things I call power
No, no, no, I'm a black eyed Look out, I'm the black eyed The black eyed bruiser Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What a black eyed Call me the black eyed Oh, the black eyed bruiserTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
