Walker Texas Danger Songtext
von Bokassa

It′s a part of my swagger
A gun holstered Jagger
A man with a sense of control

I'm the last of the legion
The leader of a region
Without it I am nothing at all

Last of my kind
Not dead yet
Not dead yet
Not dead yet

Last of my kind
Not dead yet
Not dead yet
Not dead yet

Last of my kind

I′m the first to admit it
It's really hard to quit it
A habit I'm not going to break


It′s a curse, an obsession, a primal possession
A vigilante judge and courts in session

Last of my kind
Not dead yet
Not dead yet
Not dead yet

Last of my kind
Not dead yet
Not dead yet
Not dead yet

Last of my kind

Passion
For my land and state, cold hearted steel to conceal your fate
Aggresion
Of what I become, self-proclaimed cleanser, I′m the chosen one
Compassion
Is what I lack, up to me to get us back on track
Regression
Is what I do, the only real difference between me and you


It's a part of my swagger
A gun holstered Jagger
A man with a sense of control

I′m the last of the legion
The leader of a region
Without it I am nothing at all

Last of my kind
Not dead yet
Not dead yet
Not dead yet

Last of my kind
Not dead yet
Not dead yet
Not dead yet

Last of my kind
Not dead yet
Not dead yet
Not dead yet

Last of my kind
Not dead yet
Not dead yet
Not dead yet

Last of my kind