Con Job Songtext
von Dogmatics

I′m two weeks out of prison and I haven't got a job
I spend my daytime looking for a place that I can rob
My father often warned me I would meet a tragic end
But I paid him no heed, alas. Now no man is my friend

My years in jail conditioned me to live by evil means
In stir, yes, sir, it′s black and white. There are no in betweens
For those who knew me once, I think you'd recognize me still
But now my eyes are cold and my first instinct is to kill


An ex-con has ten ways to lose for every chance to win
I'm livin′ at the corner of cruel memory and sin
And if I′m seen outside your house, it's best to hide your kin
If I knock twice, take my advice and do not let me in

My years in jail conditioned me to live by evil means
In stir, yes, sir, it′s black and white. There are no in betweens
For those who knew me once, I think you'd recognize me still
But now my eyes are cold and my first instinct is to kill

My years in jail conditioned me to live by evil means
In stir, yes, sir, it′s black and white. There are no in betweens
For those who knew me once, I think you'd recognize me still
But now my eyes are cold and my first instinct is to kill