Вступление
[Verse 1]
Cm
Work at night to pay the bills; employed by family funds
G
Pocket money pays my wage and plays a part in all your fun
Cm
I'm a local man, bookeeper, debt collector and the one
G Cm
Who they come to seeking parties or some freedom on the run
[Verse 2]
Cm
I met husbands keeping company with women who ain't their wives
G N.C.
I have trained by gun on boys who thought they'd take me with a knife
Cm
And I sold to and stayed with women who's endeavours steered the night
G Cm
Towards the subsequent release between two people who live on white
[Instrumental]
Cm A# G# G Cm
[Verse 3]
Cm
I see children in their cars as they pull up to pay my wage
G Cm
I see empty looking faces speaking softly to their graves
And prisons open arms just as the graveyard's whisper names
G Cm
And their world will end in tradgedy, though I am not to blame...
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