Proclamation Time Songtext
von The Ratchets

There′s a fire in the streets
And if you can't take the heat
We could drop you in the river
We could drop you in the river

And when we put you in that box
We′ll fill it up with dirt and rocks
There'll be no pardons here at all
There'll be no pardons here at all


Today′s a borrowed bride
Cops of the world sleep deep tonight
Tomorrow there′s a trial coming down
Tomorrow there's a trial coming down

Let′s hear you tell it to the judge
And through these gates you'll trudge
With no secrets left to weigh us down
With no secrets left to weigh us down

It′s proclamation time
A perilous time