Mean Fist Lyrics
| Song | Mean Fist |
| Artist | Street Dogs |
| Album | State of Grace |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bean, Hollar, Hutt, McColgan ... | |
| For as long as I remember | |
| I ran a life of crime | |
| Harmed everyone that I know | |
| Stolen what's not mine | |
| Problems solved through violence | |
| Feelings dulled with booze | |
| Father always yelling at me | |
| Shape up or you will lose | |
| The law's closing in on me... | |
| Just made a BOLO list | |
| Hear this confessional | |
| These are the tales of the mean fist | |
| The tales of the mean fist | |
| And to my abandoned daughter | |
| I know I let you down | |
| And I hope some day you'll pardon me | |
| For the damage that I've done | |
| Your father fought the needle | |
| And a judge says the needle won | |
| Looks like I traded our picket fence | |
| For a prison cell | |
| The law's closing in on me... | |
| Just made a warden's list | |
| Hear this confessional | |
| These are the tales of the mean fist | |
| The tales of the mean fist | |
| Now listen... | |
| Three walls and prison bars | |
| Are all I'll ever know Love and compassion | |
| Will become foreign words | |
| And it won't make a damn bit of difference | |
| If I repent or make amends | |
| Life on the installment plan | |
| Will surely be my death | |
| Consider this a junkie's | |
| Last will and testament | |
| And when I die I know that it is | |
| Safe to place a bet | |
| Not a tear will be shed | |
| Nor a rose for my casket | |
| It will be a cold, grey day | |
| When they lower down mean fist |
| zuo qu : Bean, Hollar, Hutt, McColgan ... | |
| For as long as I remember | |
| I ran a life of crime | |
| Harmed everyone that I know | |
| Stolen what' s not mine | |
| Problems solved through violence | |
| Feelings dulled with booze | |
| Father always yelling at me | |
| Shape up or you will lose | |
| The law' s closing in on me... | |
| Just made a BOLO list | |
| Hear this confessional | |
| These are the tales of the mean fist | |
| The tales of the mean fist | |
| And to my abandoned daughter | |
| I know I let you down | |
| And I hope some day you' ll pardon me | |
| For the damage that I' ve done | |
| Your father fought the needle | |
| And a judge says the needle won | |
| Looks like I traded our picket fence | |
| For a prison cell | |
| The law' s closing in on me... | |
| Just made a warden' s list | |
| Hear this confessional | |
| These are the tales of the mean fist | |
| The tales of the mean fist | |
| Now listen... | |
| Three walls and prison bars | |
| Are all I' ll ever know Love and compassion | |
| Will become foreign words | |
| And it won' t make a damn bit of difference | |
| If I repent or make amends | |
| Life on the installment plan | |
| Will surely be my death | |
| Consider this a junkie' s | |
| Last will and testament | |
| And when I die I know that it is | |
| Safe to place a bet | |
| Not a tear will be shed | |
| Nor a rose for my casket | |
| It will be a cold, grey day | |
| When they lower down mean fist |
| zuò qǔ : Bean, Hollar, Hutt, McColgan ... | |
| For as long as I remember | |
| I ran a life of crime | |
| Harmed everyone that I know | |
| Stolen what' s not mine | |
| Problems solved through violence | |
| Feelings dulled with booze | |
| Father always yelling at me | |
| Shape up or you will lose | |
| The law' s closing in on me... | |
| Just made a BOLO list | |
| Hear this confessional | |
| These are the tales of the mean fist | |
| The tales of the mean fist | |
| And to my abandoned daughter | |
| I know I let you down | |
| And I hope some day you' ll pardon me | |
| For the damage that I' ve done | |
| Your father fought the needle | |
| And a judge says the needle won | |
| Looks like I traded our picket fence | |
| For a prison cell | |
| The law' s closing in on me... | |
| Just made a warden' s list | |
| Hear this confessional | |
| These are the tales of the mean fist | |
| The tales of the mean fist | |
| Now listen... | |
| Three walls and prison bars | |
| Are all I' ll ever know Love and compassion | |
| Will become foreign words | |
| And it won' t make a damn bit of difference | |
| If I repent or make amends | |
| Life on the installment plan | |
| Will surely be my death | |
| Consider this a junkie' s | |
| Last will and testament | |
| And when I die I know that it is | |
| Safe to place a bet | |
| Not a tear will be shed | |
| Nor a rose for my casket | |
| It will be a cold, grey day | |
| When they lower down mean fist |
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