Numbers vs. guns

Epilog
Lions, kept in cages, waiting for their meal, before the execution. They’ve forgot their pride and glorious ancients, to serve for the hunters of their own parents and friends.
And a piece of led is their loan …
Never thought that such powerful creatures, would ever serve as primitive slaves, anytime ready to eat each other alive, for a warmer place at their owners leg.
Never thought … before I was born as one of them.

Looking for some easy money
With Bonnie-honey by my side
Lock and loaded, drunk – we running
Chase another easy ride

Oh come along here Mr. Order
Ain’t need no lawyer – reed my rights
Do some work to catch your loan and
I’ll get a free flat for tonight

Serving pigs and red-eyed bloodhounds
Getting out for a patrol
Flesh and cash – that’s what they’re chewing
While spitting out your needless soul

Jimmy said “We’ve got the numbers”
But they still “Have got the guns”
They will never stop to plunder
But they can shoot you only once

As still as ballroom days ain’t over
There will be reward for your head
Do you still wanting – the whole world?
Stick together to go mad!