In the shit house a shotgun Praying hands hold me down I f only the hunter was hunted In this tin can town
No stars in the black night No sun in the daylight Looks like it's chained to the ground. Broken back to the ceiling Broken nose on the floor I scream at the silence That crawls under the floor (under the floor).
CHORUS The warden says
The exit is sold, I f you want a way out - Silver and Gold. Silver and Gold.
There's a rope around my neck There's a trigger in your gun Jesus say something! I am someone!
I seen the coming and going The captains and the kings Their navy blue uniforms Them bright and shiny things Yes captains and kings in the salve ships hold They came to collect Silver and Gold Silver and Gold
The temperatur is rising The fever white hot Mister I ain't got nothing But it's more than you've got.
These chains no longer bind me Nor the shackles at my feet Outside there are prisoners Inside the free (set them free).
LAST CHORUS A prize fighter in a corner is told Hit where it hurts - For Silver and Gold Silver and Gold.
You can stop the world from turning around. You just gotta pay a penny in the pound.
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No stars in the black night No sun in the daylight Looks like it's chained to the ground. Broken back to the ceiling Broken nose on the floor I scream at the silence That crawls under the floor (under the floor).
CHORUS The warden says
The exit is sold, I f you want a way out - Silver and Gold. Silver and Gold.
There's a rope around my neck There's a trigger in your gun Jesus say something! I am someone!
I seen the coming and going The captains and the kings Their navy blue uniforms Them bright and shiny things Yes captains and kings in the salve ships hold They came to collect Silver and Gold Silver and Gold
The temperatur is rising The fever white hot Mister I ain't got nothing But it's more than you've got.
These chains no longer bind me Nor the shackles at my feet Outside there are prisoners Inside the free (set them free).
LAST CHORUS A prize fighter in a corner is told Hit where it hurts - For Silver and Gold Silver and Gold.
You can stop the world from turning around. You just gotta pay a penny in the pound.
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