Street Dogs - Mean First - Sözleri

For as long as I remember

I ran a life of crime

Harmed everyone that I know

Stolen what's not mine

Problems solved through violence

Feelings dulled with booze

Father always yelling at me

Shape up or you will lose



The law's closing in on me...

Just made a BOLO list

Hear this confessional 

These are the tales of the mean fist

The tales of the mean fist



And to my abandoned daughter

I know I let you down

And I hope some day you'll pardon me

For the damage that I've done

Your father fought the needle

And a judge says the needle won

Looks like I traded our picket fence

For a prison cell



The law's closing in on me...

Just made a warden's list

Hear this confessional 

These are the tales of the mean fist

The tales of the mean fist



Now listen...



Three walls and prison bars

Are all I'll ever know Love and compassion

Will become foreign words

And it won't make a damn bit of difference 

If I repent or make amends

Life on the installment plan

Will surely be my death



Consider this a junkie's 

Last will and testament

And when I die I know that it is 

Safe to place a bet

Not a tear will be shed

Nor a rose for my casket

It will be a cold, grey day

When they lower down mean fist










		
			



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