Walk All The Days Black 47 Version lyrics

Artist  : Black 47 
Song : Walk All The Days Black 47 Version
 
												
														   i never figured it would end up
this way

as i lay on the ground, and silently prayed

for god's intervention, my soul to save

who the hell is the saint of lost causes?

i could see from their eyes, my time it wasn't
long

reporters inquired why my vest wasn't on

my partner was crying for me to stay strong

the sirens seemed to grow quieter...



walk all the days just to stagger at night

a pension at twenty if all goes all right

to the junkies, the yuppies, ice-t, and the
whores

i bid you a slán agus beannacht



it seemed like the shooter was barely fifteen

already his life had been stripped of all
dreams

the crack and the gats make for one hectic
scene

life never seemed any cheaper.

i'll always remember the words that he said

over and over they ring through my head

"go ahead shoot me, i'm already dead"

i see there's more than one victim...



on the day of the funeral, they all will be
there

the tv, the papers, the bosses, the mayor

they'll tell all your family their grief is
shared

next week you're going to be forgotten...

to my friends, i say, go on out for a drink

don't give a damn what the hypocrites think

belly up to the bar, give your glasses a clink

a toast to your fallen brother