Råskog - The Gun Text (lyrics)

Latest model XLT line the street security
Guards are all deployed to keep the order
Underneath the textile hood
The teeth are working endlesly
If you could see, she smiles at her boredom
Coming from a clear blue sky
Cut the sky like razor knifes
Steel cut aviator eyes locks in on
Targets from syria to sibera
And all the little childrens feet
Tappering the precinct street
Out of time to sign up for the show
They ́re selling bongs in
The corner shop tonight
Daytime empty voices cry so loud
To fill up the pockts of the Big Man
The IRS and the Police
I ́ll buy a gun and steal a lunch
Drive thru pepsi Big Mac junk
Who ́s go the right the
Neglect my endless hunger?


Techno drums are playing loud
Neon pussy angel light
Sucking poles and tied up
By murmansk men scum
And all the little childrens feet
Prawling in the summer heat
The bread line was closed by the hour
Suburbia don ́t let me down
I need a fix and Kool-Aid plaster everyone
In here ́s waiting for disaster
LAX and Notre Dame
Tax free transit motherload
The tourists steels the stick from the
Blind men at the hold down
Ringo Starr holds the beat
Drum stick swingin chilli heat
Busted in the night with sawed of babys feet
And all the little childrens feet
Echoing a worn out beat
Who needs love when the gun
Is in the hulster?
The president hides in holes
The president is high in poles
No one knows which way the wind blows
Pizza parlour jockeys cheer
Earning millions tips a dime
The waitress returns and fills
The cups with slime
A group of men with dripping cocks
Loads the cum on open jaws
Dog laced girl held down by the pony
And the powers that be agree
The tip of the diamond is so hard to see
And the powers that be agree
Mars may be the destination of choise for you
And me and the powers that be agree
Lubricated armour cars
Pick up the segregated stars the fat
Of the land is turned dust
Jihad brotherhood survived
What is wrong with them
Why don't they just die?
Someone on the phone to burst a bomb i Boston