Bullet (Ronnie Scott's Jazz Club, London, 18th August 2005) Songtext
von Supergrass

I′m just a cool handed fool gonna ride it out with the sun
Now I'm to crawl through the fold and the curls of the human mind
′Cause I'm in a world of marching soldiers and who am I?
Bullet for guns through the door and retires and it fades away


With three little colors lying in the gutter
They're lying in the heart
They′re still aching from a dream
But the feel of a bullet, cold until it finds the hole, hey

I′m just a cool handed fool gonna ride it out with the sun
Now I'm to crawl through the fold and the curls of the human mind
And I′m in a world of marching soldiers and who am I?
The bullet for guns through the door and retires and it fades away

'Cause I′m in a world of marching soldiers and who am I?
The bullet for guns through the door and retires and it fades away