Knife In The Mud Testo

One, two, three!

Son, what have you done?
Put down the gun
Don't need more bloodshed
Run, run for your life
Throw away the knife
Don't pity the dead
When all, all said and done
I still got love for you, my dear friend Don't be running when things get rough
Life is a fight for that knife in the mud

A so-called friend ratted me out
Bailiff's [?] my humble house
Took everything from me I hold dear
Why must you send such wickedness here?
The bouncer fucking knocked me out
Embarrassed myself front of all my pals
Fucked out a load of cash and now it's all gone
Spent it on a hooker who said I was the one
This life ain't so bad
How can I miss what I never had?
Sure would be nice just to be adored
But my step-father claims there ain't nothing that a whore can't cure

Mama
This taste is bad to the core
I'm no better I'm sure
Life is a fight for that knife in the mud
Son, what have you done?
Put down the gun
Don't need more bloodshed
Run, run for your life
Throw away the knife
Don't pity the dead
When all, all said and done
I still got love for you, my dear friend
Don't be running when things get rough
Life is a fight for that knife in the mud

The dull dreams are coming
But I'll beat them drumming
Yeah, I'll beat them humming
Aah
The dull dreams are coming
But I'll beat them drumming
Yeah, I'll beat them humming
Aah

Son, what have you done?
Put down the gun
Don't need more bloodshed
Run, run for your life
Throw away the knife
Don't pity the dead (Aah)
When all, all said and done
I still got love for you, my dear friend (The dull dreams are coming)
Don't be running when things get rough (But I'll beat them drumming)
Life is a fight for that knife in the mud (Yeah, I'll beat them...)