Jack Songtext
von Dead Best

What′s the matter with Jack?
He picks a fight every night of the week
Behind the bars and the stacks
Leaving bones and piles of meat
I've never seen such a man I′ve never seen so much blood
I hate to see him like this
I hate to see him like this
And now everyone lines up
Everybody lines up to take a shot


At the man that can
At the man that can grind your bones to sand
Some will make it, some will not
Some will say that they made it to the top
Some will find Jack's foot on their neck
What's the matter with Jack?
Someone tell me if he′s ever coming back