Loaded — текст песни (Sister Seven)

My friend john hes a flattop

Hes a cop on the eastern side

Hes a watchdog sent on a paper bag

Chase where the childrens

Guns all hide in the school yard

Cops are angry

Kids are angry

But no one is to blame



Is it loaded?

Does it make you feel ok?



Would you do it?

Is it loaded?

All your strength in a bullet shell

Would you do it?



His girl jane shes a good one

In the night shell always pray

That a twelve year old boy

Packing more than his lunch

Aint the statistical end to her husbands day

Cops are angry

Kids are angry

But no one is to blame



Sunny stands on the corner and plans a surprise

For his wedding day

He got his meal on a brown bag deal

And gets stopped by a cop on his way

The gun barrel size really widens his eyes

As he hopes for a chance to explain

And now the flowers and people

Cry up to the steeple and beg for someone

Wont you please explain?



Is it loaded...?