Rancid - Blast 'em

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He didn´t see it comin until it was too late
He had a bad feelin´, can´t hesitate
And at the end of the day he was so tired
And he looked at the television
"Now whos the fuckin liar"?

He hates society, thinks it´s to big
It´s just about killin a man with his ring
And he knew what was happening, millions in gold
He´s first on the case and theres a murder to shoot

Bright lights, here comes the night
Interrogate the kid with the 357

I´m gonna, i´m gonna blast 'em

Question the ethics, right or wrong
Secret identity started so young
He never made friends, don´t get too close
For a man who´s got nothin, he´s just got the mess

His family never knows the truth
Cause he gets cut when he tells the truth
No friends to lose or time to betray
The rendition from the papers gonna brake him again

Bright lights, here comes the night
Interrogate the kid with the 357

I´m gonna, i´m gonna blast 'em

See through his eyes, his eyes alone
Intensified anger, can´t be controled
He turned his indiscretion, brought it all down
If there was ever force of reason it could never be found
The timing was perfect, this kid he was cleared
Computers down, he´s clasped his fear
A different mind lives in a way
It´s a good good thing that he got it straight

Bright lights, here comes the night
Interrogate the kid with the 357

I´m gonna, i´m gonna blast 'em