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Text und Musik: Claas Ruths
Alle Instrumente: Claas Ruths
Vocals: Jamie Wiltshire
Alle Instrumente: Claas Ruths
Vocals: Jamie Wiltshire
When you‘re walking down a street
You can‘t be sure that you got beat
So better take a look over your shoulder
A little wimp, an Hooligan
They kick your head ’til you are dead
Before you realise days gettin‘ colder
I love everyone, despite of what they’ve done
But who am I to tell what went really wrong
An arab guy, a switchblade knife
You hurt his pride he takes your life
You‘ve just looked twice and everything is over
I love everyone, despite of what they’ve done
But who am I to tell what went really wrong
Insane – this ain‘t a game
It‘s hard to tell who is the one to blame
A shame – it‘s such a shame
I can‘t believe that we will make a change
An simple word, misunderstood
A misplaced beat up childhood
And friends you have to show that you are bolder
You can‘t be sure that you got beat
So better take a look over your shoulder
A little wimp, an Hooligan
They kick your head ’til you are dead
Before you realise days gettin‘ colder
I love everyone, despite of what they’ve done
But who am I to tell what went really wrong
An arab guy, a switchblade knife
You hurt his pride he takes your life
You‘ve just looked twice and everything is over
I love everyone, despite of what they’ve done
But who am I to tell what went really wrong
Insane – this ain‘t a game
It‘s hard to tell who is the one to blame
A shame – it‘s such a shame
I can‘t believe that we will make a change
An simple word, misunderstood
A misplaced beat up childhood
And friends you have to show that you are bolder
