[MACHEATH] Oh brothers who live on when we are dead Let not your noble hearts against us harden And smile not when the news shall claim our head A silly secret smile to ease your burden Nor rail against us now you see us broken Nor take revenge upon us, like the law Not all of us treat virtue with such awe Oh brothers, being light of heart, be shaken Oh brothers, make our fate a lesson be And beg of God that h? will pardon me
And luscious girls who flaunt their treasur? Before the eyes of easy yokels And other men who wait at leisure To watch and snatch their simple shackles The crooks, the molls, the flesh house owners The shills by day and sharks by night And yes, those dogs in uniform May I be guiltless in their sight May heavy hatchets hit their faces And smash them in for all to see Now I forget their filthy faces And beg them all to pardon meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
