letra de crooks - stupid stupid henchmen
they kill the kids with no regrets
and play the games and bet the bets
they find excuse to shoot some more
and rape the weak and starve the poor
stain my hands blood red
cop their guns and shoot em dead
tie em down with their hands and feet
crucify em like they did saint pete
they make me go insane
dressed in blue they all look the same
revolutionary, sometimes that’s too d-mn scary
squeeze the trigger swing the club
lay dead bleeding in a tub
behind the bars of the f-ckin law
it’s worse than dead its f-ckin wrong
when yer handcuffed against the wall
spit in their face and scream f-ck y’all
don’t try to change my f-ckin looks
i’ll kill you all you god d-mn crooks
you’ve taken every thing from me
you killed my love from yer shooting spree
theres no word for what you are
and ya don’t even know yer rights from wrongs!!!
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