I don’t wanna live in Yardyland Every juvenile delinquent has a gun in his hand I got a problem with my drugs I can never, never, never, never, never get enough
Crossfire [x2]
I gotta pack, I gotta run I can’t sit here like a smoking gun So many geese is flying south Like the lies from your mouth
Crossfire
There’s a sniper on the roof Dogs are barking in the yard There’s the sheriff up a tree Hey, mr Policeman don’t shoot me
Crossfire [x2]
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