Lyrics Meal-Bound Boy - WHY?
La-da-da-da
La-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Coming
from
his
quickly
parked
car
the
big
cop
With
the
gun
cocked
behind
his
back
Walked
slow
and
steady
towards
the
kid
with
the
corn
rows
Who
his
boy
had
caught
and
dropped
up
against
his
Crown
Royal
There
are
three
other
cop
cars
stopped
Abruptly
blocking
Kennedy
Avenue
Their
drivers,
night
sticks
in
hand,
stand
round
That
corn-rowed
kid
Oh
I
drove
on
by,
no
I
didn't
wanna
take
a
bullet
this
time
I
ran
the
red
light,
and
not
one
cop
looked
(You
are
what
you
wear
How
can
I
fix
this
place?)
Who
should
be
held
responsible
for
the
death
of
a
meal-bound
boy?
Just
because
because
because
he's
arrogant
Don't
mean
you
terrorize
him...
I'm
askin'
who
should
be
held
responsible
for
the
death
of
a
meal-bound
boy?
...cold
cement
And
then
you
try
to
pretend
He
wasn't...
I'm
askin'
who
should
be
held
responsible
for
the
death
of
a
meal-bound
boy?
Every
day
it's
the
same...
(Let
me
break
it
down
for
you)
Was
this
going
to
be
an
informal
execution
Like
South
American
police
do
every
day
Take
him
behind
a
van
in
broad
fucking
daylight
While
pedestrians
looked
away
Afraid
that
they
might
be
next
(You
are
what
you
wear
How
can
I
fix
this
place?)
Who
should
be
held
responsible
for
the
death
of
a
meal-bound
boy?
Just
because
because
because
he's
arrogant
Don't
mean
you
terrorize
him...
I'm
askin'
who
should
be
held
responsible
for
the
death
of
a
meal-bound
boy?
Every
day
it's
the
same...
Who
should
be
held
responsible
for
the
death
of
a
meal-bound
boy?
...cold
cement
And
then
you
try
to
pretend
He
wasn't...
La-da-da-da
La-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da-da
Well
the
Wells
Fargo
wagon
is
a-comin'
down
the
street
Oh
please
let
it
be
for
me
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