No more living There's only the dead I walk around at night I got a bounty on my head There's no more living There's only the dead I walk around at night I got a bounty on my head
Twelve gauge shotgun Winchester pump Got me a hacksaw now my shotgun's got a stump Sawed off the barrel just in front of the magazine Sawed off the stump now it's a pistol-grip machine
No more living There's only the dead I walk around at night I got a bounty on my head There's no more living There's only the dead I walk around at night I got a bounty on my head
Misery is grim, and how I'll do my day Acid rain, black shadow go away Still see visions of my own dead brother So on one hand I carry a machete, shotgun in the other
There's no more living There's only the dead I walk around at night I got a bounty on my head There's no more living There's only the dead I walk around at night I got a bounty on my head I got a bounty on my head
There's no more living There's only the dead I walk around at night I got a bounty on my head There's no more living There's only the dead I walk around at night I got a bounty on my head I got a bounty on my headTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
