Got Issues

by Bogie   Sep 28, 2006


No place left to run but a cave
Go ahead and hide in your cage
Like a coward talking real brave
Made your only home now a grave

So go ahead and make my day
A bombay waits your doomsday
Crawl out of your hole hombre
And face the world you betray

The rest of you holy war freaks
Kill innocent people like creeps
Think your men blowing up the street
Making women and children weep

Real men your not only lost boys
Want-a-be cowboys making noise
Sufferer of a lost cause that destroys
Never a martyr just a bought toy

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