The Hellacopters 

 

  

 

   Down On Freestreet

 

 

  作词：Niklas Andersson, Robert Dahlquist, Robert Eriksson, Kenny Dick Hakansson, Anders Lindstrom

  

  Down on Freestreet

  Buried six feet down

  In a one horse

  Carefully locked door town

  

  Where no one ever comes around

  There ain't nothing there to be found

  An eye for one eye, pound for pound

  Blown up yet minimal, built up by criminal hands

  

  And to the republic, it's sick

  For which it stands

  

  There's a man on desolation row

  Reaping fruits that someone else has sown

  And a prime time appearance on a television show

  

  You know, the sheep are ridden with disease

  And I'm down on bending knees

  The tumor's spreading oh, so fast

  The remedy will never last

  The die's been cast and the deadline's past

  

   

  

  There's a crying beholder

  But no one told her, why

  Just wrapped up in plastic

  Conveniently elastic lies

  

  I got my radio on

  It's playing that same old stupid song

  Over and over for much too long

  I've got to turn that damn thing down

  

  I've got to turn that damn thing down

  I've got to turn that damn thing down

  I've got to turn that damn thing down

  

  I've got to turn that damn thing down

  I've got to turn that damn thing down

  I've got to turn that damn thing down

  I've got to turn that damn thing

  

  Turn that damn thing

  Turn that damn thing

  Turn that damn thing down