Untitled ’91 Songtext
von Hector Gachan

It′s a stick up, don't make it a murder
The junkie said to get further
He took my money, he took my boots
New kid, never knew

PT to SD is normal
Or should I say, "Natural"
"Why are you here?", They asked me
I don′t know, don't ask me

Beast of burden can't explain
Her baby′s born with wrong name
Papa was soldier with no grave
She ran from home, never the same

Over the border, she fled pain
Her baby′s daddy found in the drain
"Why are you here?", They asked her
She didn't know the answer


Her baby′s crying all day and night long
She sits there trying to sing him a song
It's all too many memories come on
But she′s carrying on

Her baby's crying all day and night long
She sits there trying to sing him a song
It′s all too much, memories come on
But she's carrying on

Her baby's crying all day and night long
She sits there trying to sing him a song
It′s all too much, memories come on
But she′s carrying on

Her baby's crying all day and night long
She sits there trying to sing him a song
It′s all too much, memories come on
But she's carrying on

Her baby′s crying all day and night long
She sits there trying to sing him a song
It's all too much, memories come on
But she′s carrying on

Her baby's crying all day and night long
She sits there trying to sing him a song
It's all too much-