Cold Rolled Steel 歌詞
Cold Rolled Steel - T-99
Up to his ankles in the mud
The little robin is coughing blood
He shot a bird out from the tree
Salvation army's gonna set him free
He finally found a stick to beat the dog
He finally found a way to tip the hog
Hellhound chains are clanking at the gate
Still he's standing up and walking straight
Speckled red stains in the corner of his eye
Wearing shades to cover up the lies
He shot a bird out from the tree
With a bullet made of cold rolled steel
Looking in the barrel of a reckless gun
Little Robin was too weak to run
The sun was shining on a pile of snow
The blood kept on running where it couldn't go
Down down down
Hellhound chains are clanking at the gate
Mustardgreen mustang with a trench coat
Doing 150 on a little dirt road
So much blood on his hands he can't steer
Pulling off the horns from an old reindeer
He shot a bird out from the tree
With a bullet made of cold rolled steel
Already in school they declared him insane
No doubt about it he will do it again
Down down down down
Down down down down