Drag The Waters — текст песни (Pantera)

A smack on the wrists is the words from the mouthOf the outsiders,
lawyers, policeA small price to pay for the dope and the gunsAnd
the rape, it should all be O.K.Your father is rich, he`s the
judge, he`s the man,He`s the God that got your sentence reducedBut
in the back of his mind, he well knows whatHe`d find if he looked
a little deeper in you - in you
Chorus:Drag the waters some moreLike never before
Sweet is the slice and the lips - you`re gonna haveThat woman
- she is your favorite layPromised you (swore) that no one had
been there,And she was going to keep it that wayLet it move in,
you got thin, and got high, andYour money went and so did your
friendsBut she`s by your side, and her smile cannot hideThe premonition
of the beckoning end - the end
Chorus
In with it, out with it