Take this blood from my veins
And paint me a masterpiece of
A parade, a parade of the dead sun
Bang, bang
(Writing this letter to you) Writing this letter to you
(I slice my wrists by way) Kill their leader
(Of paper scars and pictures frames) And watch his family die
(Of all you left behind) Family die
Last man, last man standing is a joke
In spite of the
(When white bleeds into red) Glorious head shots
Glorious head shots and 8-by-10s
(When white bleeds into red) In exchange for your conspiracy
(When white bleeds into red) We'll give thanks
Just stop and you'll decide
(When white bleeds into red) Decide if you can
Then the name won't exist, set him on death row
Go on, let this happen
That's, that's all that you get
That's all you get, that's all you get, fuck
(In, in the the ground, in the ground
In the ground, in the ground, the ground)
Put the dead Kennedy in the ground
In the ground, in the ground
The name does not live on
Not live on
Man made the cars to take us over the road
Man made the train to carry the heavy load
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark
Man thinks about our little bitty baby girls and our baby boys
Oi jau cia turetu padirbeti viesuju rysiu specialistai.welcome to XXI century Negi nesimato kad rusai iki mano amziaus megsta vakarietiska kultura.ta pati muzika filmai drabuziai keliones.jiems priklauso ateitis te seniai pasilaidoja po tankais o ne jie