Point/Counterpoint - Streetlight Manifesto
I’ve got a gun in my hand but that gun won’t cock
My finger’s on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
and I can’t stop staring at the tick tock clock
and even if I could I would never give up.
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can’t believe I’m dying with my song unsung.
And if and when I die won’t you bury me alone?
'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song.
MEAT MARKET - Don’t Surf