Из альбома: Agents Fortune
He cast a grim shadow
Through the busy street
Said he was a junkie
And he punctuated his walk with a gun
Motiveless murder
The papers scream
The cops all said
The crowd was iced by the sight
Oh baby don't it make you feel so bad
Dark clouds are over the street
After what I read, I can hardly feel my heart...
My heart beat
Down the subway stairs
After him they leapt
An echo snap and scream of fire
The hot pursuit was done
For the last time he felt the light
And gave up his last fight
Oh baby don't it make you feel so bad
Dark clouds are over the street
After what I read, I can hardly feel my heart...
My heart beat