A Bavarian in New York Songtext
von Triumvirat

I was in bed when someone kicked my head
Don′t know why
He held a gun in his hand
And spun it, like a spy
I didn't know what to do
But somewhere in my mind
I knew that when somebody held a gun at you
You′re likely to die


He said "Boy, I think you better
Get out of that bed"
He left no doubt
"I ain't messin' around" so he said
I didn′t know what to do
But somewhere in my mind
I knew that when somebody held a gun at you
You′re likely to die

Yeah I jumped out of bed
And made him get down on his knees
No, he wasn't prepared
Because he only had one eye left to see
And I had the gun by now
I pointed at his eye
He didn′t know what to do
But somewhere in his mind...

This story's inclined to tell you
Guns are no good when you′re blind

strings arranged & directed by gordon marron;
horns & woodwinds arranged & directed by
michael andreas;

Enviada por Welton