Song Length |
3:26 |
Genre |
Jazz - General |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| |
Lyrics
Pop,pop...Click, click
verse 1
Bullet flying through the air, got to land but it don?t care
If it find, intended target
Came and stole his baby girl, only fresh into the world
Left the day, he never forget
If only she had not laid down her head
When she saw the Sandman coming for her
If only he had kept her up instead
He wouldn?t be the victim of this portion, of torture
chorus
Pop, pop, click click
Tell me what just happened
Pop, pop, click click
How did it get so empty like this
verse 2
Wife said ?love you? he said back, took the car to get some cash
For the night, of simple pleasure
Never saw the little one, playing grown up with the gun
And the loss, cannot be measured
He should have realized rejected souls
Had taken to the night to share their aching
That jealousy and fear had just got bold
And something wasn?t right, but it was too late then, he was taken
bridge
Somebody please make me see
Make me see how in hell did we get here
Semantically speaking we be
Fearing our very own phobia keeping
Mr. Anarchy lives down the street right next to Mrs. Apathy
So just let him be, just let....
All of this mayhem it aint gotta be preliminary
Of what we carry