Spencer Klinell - The Game of Boba Fett | Текст песни

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• The Game of Boba Fett

A million brothers
March on the line
To see another day
The fastest gun
An only son
Is in it for the pay

Full propositions all signed in blood
From everyone he's met
The fight over life, a policy signed
Starts the game, the game of Boba Fett

Not big on talk
But to the point
When someone makes a call
With fewer words
He cuts in thirds
When the winner takes it all

Full compensations, the client pays
Should someone lose a bet
When he should fold, the galaxy whole
Plays the game, the game of Boba Fett

Slave One's ready
The race is on
The season is open
Where everyone's gone
Where all may go
To be alone
The valley is open
The Hunter, The Hunter is home

A wondering soul
Few know his face
But there is no mistake
He'll read the signs
And draw the lines
That are sometimes made to break

Negotiations are not his field
He'll just light his jet
With load in tow while all who knows
Sees the game, the game of Boba Fett

REPEAT CHORUS:

You'd find a place
To stick around
But that is where he'll ride
When he's behind
You'll change your mind
There is not a place to hide

Disintegrations or brought alive
Have seen the pelts he's kept
Beneath the mask, the hunter's gaze
Meets the game, the game of Boba Fett

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