Walk All The Days (black 47 Version) Lyrics

Walk All The Days (black 47 Version) lyrics

i never figured it would end up this way
as i lay on the ground, and silently
prayed
for god's intervention, my soul to save
who the hell is the saint
of lost causes?
i could see from their eyes, my time it wasn't
long
reporters inquired why my vest wasn't on
my partner was crying for
me to stay strong
the sirens seemed to grow quieter...

walk all the
days just to stagger at night
a pension at twenty if all goes all
right
to the junkies, the yuppies, ice-t, and the whores
i bid you a
slán agus beannacht

it seemed like the shooter was barely
fifteen
already his life had been stripped of all dreams
the crack and
the gats make for one hectic scene
life never seemed any cheaper.
i'll
always remember the words that he said
over and over they ring through my
head
"go ahead shoot me, i'm already dead"
i see there's more
than one victim...

on the day of the funeral, they all will be
there
the tv, the papers, the bosses, the mayor
they'll tell all your
family their grief is shared
next week you're going to be forgotten...
to
my friends, i say, go on out for a drink
don't give a damn what the
hypocrites think
belly up to the bar, give your glasses a clink
a toast
to your fallen brother...