Sergeant Smythe
Sergeant Smythe - Shut The Front Door lyrics
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Sold down the river Left to be raised by Wolves Black Market liver Give up your horns and hooves Left lying naked Without a clue Come like a hurricane Strapped with a plastic gun I'm on the front line, can't feel no pain Where am I supposed to run You gonna be there when I go insane I didn't think so So go and try to take me out the game. Believe me when I say I'm not coming back for more It's been a long hard road for free And now I'm closing the front door You tried to make me a puppet Not gonna stand here looking weak Time for me to go and blow on my trumpet. Close your eyes. You're under pressure Breaking a sweat Make you feel the pain Don't touch the treasure Before you leave me out in the rain.