Jimi Hendrix - Machine Gun - Live at the Fillmore East текст песни

Текст песни Machine Gun - Live at the Fillmore East - Jimi Hendrix




Machine gun
Tearing my body all apart
Machine gun
Tearing my body all apart
Evil man make evil kill you
And they make evil kill me
Even though we're only families apart
Blowing away all my family
My only mother's child
Blowing away all my family
My mother's only child
Don't you understand machine gun
That's the same way you'd be gone after a while
Three times the pain
All across your brain
Hoping y'all understands a mother
Serving clothes in the sun to fight the war
I said I'm her lover baby
We will just try to fight the war
So shoot while I'm close within
I'm not afraid to shoot and shoot and shoot and shoot and shoot some more
Well, I'll pick up my axe and sometimes fight like a farmer
And you'll shoot me down right back to the ground
(Shoot him down, shoot him down, shoot him down)
Pick up my axe and fight like a farmer
Will be right back now on the rest I was working on
(Don't you shoot me down, don't you shoot me down)
The same way you shoot me down, baby
You'll be going just the same
Three times the pain
Hey, machine gun
Thank you very much



Авторы: Hendrix Jimi


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