Resurrection: American Song


Mom wait for me, i don´t wanna be alone on this street, i wanna go to home play my playstation, and listen some Hendrix cd:s.

All the peoples, all the peoples killing eachothers.
All the peoples, all the peoples killing eachothers.
All the peoples, all the peoples killing eachothers.
All the peoples, all the peoples killing eachothers.

Now it´s late, and i´m so scared, in outside, gang´s are shoting eachother. Why everybody, by a gun on this fucking country.

I look outside on my window, and i see lots of dead peoples, no ones call a police, mafia´s takes all the body´s, thay slice and kill , everybody. Thay slice and kill, thay slice and kill, thay slice and kill, thay slice and kill everybody!

I need a weapon, i want to, protect my family.
I´m gonna shot the thief, i´m gonna shot you, with my new gun AK-47.

All the peoples, all the peoples killing eachothers.
All the peoples, all the peoples killing eachothers.
All the peoples, all the peoples killing eachothers.
All the peoples, all the peoples killing eachothers.

All the peoples, all the peoples killing eachothers.
All the peoples, all the peoples killing eachothers.
All the peoples, all the peoples killing eachothers.
All the peoples, all the peoples killing eachothers.