Crossed Songtext
von Spitfire

Cold metal hot lead
Kneeling to the cock of a rifle you′ve fed
My big block baby
My middle finger crossed
My next my eighty-six
My red grey rocks
I'm a revolver holder
Suicidal motion
A chopper dresser
Suicide king

My big block baby
My middle finger crossed

You were just a hack with a butcher′s touch
You were just a hack with a butcher's touch
You were just a hack with a butcher's touch


My jaw hit vessel
That′s all too much
Just a two-bit gas man
Just a free ride in a pig skin
Just a two-bit gas man
Just a free ride in a pig skin

I′ve been crossed out
I've been crossed out
I′ve been crossed out
I've been crossed out

I′ve been waiting for your love at the whipping post
I'm walking towards
I′m feeling the hammer of his righteous fire
His copper sweater
The hammer of his righteous fire
His star wars
The hammer of his righteous fire

I've been crossed out
I've been crossed out