Red Zebra
Red Zebra - saint with a gun lyrics
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Every day just before bedtimeHe comes ‘round pointing his gun down Hhe’s my hero my guardian angel He’s my judge for good and evil I see his shadow on the wallpaper He’s here right beside me I can feel his presence Now I hear how his breaths duply He turns very slowly While shooting the gun The colours of madness Cover his face There’s blood on the matress There’s blood on the stairs There’s blood on the playground And everywhere Some people are falling And tumbling down The eyes of the victims Stare open and wide There’s blood on his costume There’s blood on his face The colours of madness All over the place Saint with a gun Saint with a gun