Well in the steam of the man hole cities slum Well Jose said he knew him but not for very long You know the Mexican kid well we all called him john He was cut down quickly his legs wouldn't run You see it all came down to big Danny's gun He was a devil to most but an angel to some He ruled his block with a gang load of men COZ I'M A GENERATION TERROIST AND MY LIFE MY WAY I can't RESIST IL SCRATCH YOU OUT IF YOUR ON MY LIST COZ I'M A GENERATION TERROIST AND MY LIFE MY WAY I can't RESIST IL SCRATCH YOU OUT IF YOUR ON MY LIST Swastika tattooed on his head At the age of 24 he ate a bullet in bed Well big Danny cleaned up the mess that he left He said ' IT don't MAKE NO FUCKIN' SENSE!' He told me ' little Lars' keep it under your breath Revenge was coming from the tip of his tongue I guess it was served when Jose didn't run COZ I'M A GENERATION TERROIST AND MY LIFE MY WAY I can't RESIST IL SCRATCH YOU OUT IF YOUR ON MY LIST COZ I'M A GENERATION TERROIST AND MY LIFE MY WAY I can't RESIST IL SCRATCH YOU OUT IF YOUR ON MY LIST COZ I'M A GENERATION TERROIST AND MY LIFE MY WAY I can't RESIST IL SCRATCH YOU OUT IF YOUR ON MY LIST
COZ I'M A GENERATION TERROIST AND MY LIFE MY WAY I can't RESIST IL SCRATCH YOU OUT IF YOUR ON MY LIST There was a bang at my door There was some trouble in my manor Well big Danny's handcuffed he's on the floor Yeah he told me to run and he told me to bolt As my mother cried you know my father lied Well big Danny was there he was at my side He taught me how to love he taught me how to be free More from Lars Frederiksen