Jimmy Funk Songtext
von Mike Plume Band

Whiplash, well, it don′t mean a thing
Quick cash is a diamond ring
Hit the gas, and the engine sings
Say a little prayer on an angel's wing

Hey, little sister
They′re breathing down our necks, and we're falling behind
Hey, little sister
They're breathing down our necks, and we′re falling, falling behind

I′m sick and tired of banging my head on the wall
You walk the wire long enough you'll fall
Desire some kind of better life
Walking on the razor′s edge, you step down on the knife

I said, well, hey, little sister
They're breathing down our necks, and we′re falling behind
Hey little sister
They're breathing down our necks, and we′re falling, falling behind


Hey, can you spare some change, boy?
I wanna feel the same, boy
As you and him and her and them
Tell me, mister, when will I ever win?

We never meant to hurt no one
And I can't justify the things we done
I never meant for no one to die
Most of all, not her
It got so bloody
It got so ugly
She was so lovely

Yeah

Jimmy Funk, well, he'll make you pay
Shoot the junk, thunder in your veins
"Just a punk!" is what the papers say
I′d be living for tomorrow if there was one anyway


I say, well, hey, little sister
They′re breathing down our necks, and we're falling behind
Hey little sister
They′re breathing down our necks, and we're falling behind
Hey little sister
They′re breathing down our necks, and we're falling behind
Hey little sister
They′re breathing down our necks, and we're falling, falling behind

Falling behind
Falling behind
Falling behind

Hey hey hey hey, little sister
Hey hey hey hey, little sister
Hey hey hey hey, little sister
Hey hey hey hey, little sister