Violent Man Songtext
von Velvetone

I wish I was six foot ten and a violent man
Strong like a bear with an iron hand
Can′t explain, they don't understand
You look out all across the land
I wanna be a
Davy thrashin′, lucy bashin'
Fool slashin', meanest, toughest son of a gun
Anyone′ll tell I′m a peaceful guy
Some say I'm weak, a woman, her to fly
Sometimes the rage rises up in me
Still when the jury is plain to see
Love your sister, love your brother
Everybody care for each other
Pop goes the shit, out comes the flutes
That′ll be the time my strong arm rules
I wish I was six foot ten and a violent man
Strong like a bear with an iron hand
Can't explain, they don′t understand
You look out all across the land
I wanna be a


Davy thrashin', lucy bashin′
Fool slashin', meanest, toughest son of a gun
Don't give a fuck ′bout socialization
Don′t give me psychological explanations
Always a reason why they act that way
They ain't close, they ain′t makin' my day
I wanna kick you out the door
You ain′t gonna mess with me no more
Say you pray you shoot just to farts
That's the time the rumble starts
There′s a whole lot more than black and white
A third way between wrong and right
Been so tired, helpless and small
Just one way to get along with them all
Love your gun, like your brother
I shoot one, you shoot the other
Battle for peace and love in jail
That'll be the day my strong arm fails
I wish I was six foot ten and a violent man
Strong like a bear with an iron hand
Can't explain, they don′t understand
You look out all across the land
I wanna be a
Davy thrashin′, lucy bashin'
Fool slashin′, church smashin'
Redneck bashin′, asshole clashin'
Meanest, toughest son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun