Из альбома: Robbers & Cowards
Supper time in the hole
Supper time in the hole
Shame my family,
Shame my home
Supper time
Old st john on death row,
He's just waiting for a pardon
Old st john on death row,
He's just waiting for a pardon
Old st john on death row,
He's just waiting for a pardon
Old st john on death row,
He's just waiting
All the white boys in the stay-pressed slacks,
They're home for the summer from college
Stayin' out late, getting rowdy at the bar
And lookin' for trouble uptown
They come up my block, about 5 or 6 of them
Smashing their bottles in the gutter yelling all kinds of obscenities,
About woman and god and lord
Supper time in the hole
Supper time in the hole
Shame my family,
Shame my home
Supper time
Young girl turning the corner with a clerk dress on,
That girl was my sister
Just got off the night shift, pretty desperate,
Just wanna go home and get some sleep
Well, he grabbed her by the waist with the caffeine eyes
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I picked up a brick from my papa's front yard
And threw it at the tallest boys face well blood was streaming like a well that sprung
I couldn't believe what I had just done well the other boy's ran and this one stayed,
On the ground and he would never move again
Old st john on death row,
He's just waiting for a pardon
Old st john on death row,
He's just waiting for a pardon
All us boys on death row,
We're just waiting for a pardon
All us boys on death row,
We're just waiting for a
Jury on trial, I testify
Got to keep on runnin til the well runs dry
Jury on trial, I testify
I keep on runnin til the well runs dry
Jury on trial, I testify
I keep on runnin til the well runs dry
Jury on trial, I testify
I keep on runnin til the well runs dry