When the moon had midnight nightmares You can feel - it gonna hit So I stand down side for some oxygen I don't get it in streets I get down for little stop To get myself a few(?) When a little boy man hang me an afternoon With the smoke on the twenty two
I sad gimme! (back: gimme!) Gimme respect!
I sad gimme! (back: gimme! gimme!) Gimme respect!
So I... turned around to face him I sad: \"Give me a favour shoot!\" I've got nothing left to feel When it shoots look like you do The kid thought I was crazy So he drives his weapon in rain That little punk with the gun He just yet right feel main
I sad gimme! (back: gimme!) Gimme respect!
I sad gimme! (back: gimme! gimme!) Gimme respect!
So tomorrow and the breathless tabled As you watching it on TV Has bloody hating And a feed of mercy, please
So, I went back home in the Meedlow to my wife I've never fend more lie I had sorrows for that little boy Could try to take my life It's not easy - to be an human You must take it all in stright The man, something from yourself, And it guess that get alive(?)
I sad gimme! (back: gimme!) Gimme respect!
I sad gimme! (back: gimme! gimme!) Gimme respect!
I sad gimme! (back: gimme!) A little respect!
I sad gimme! (back: gimme! gimme!) Gimme respect! Whoooaaa-ya!