You've got the wings of a fallen angel
You offer peace if they praise your name
You live your life taking everything you can get
Look down, time to fly!
Out on the streets you gamble with your own life
Only two things: you live or you die
Looking for fight, punishing guilty ones
You're playing Judge Dredd all the time
Always trying to make things right
Sometimes problems just multiply
His peacemaker will see no crime
Bad guys scream though it won't seem right
Eating up a hotdog on the corner of main and some street
You are a disciple of your own gun
No one to talk, you say
I am the only one but God
I wonder I won't see the sun
You're sweating heavily and you don't have a dime
We see welfare, spend it all in one time
Must have your bullets, using them all the time
Yes, I am happy in...
Always trying to make things right
Sometimes problems just multiply
His peacemaker will see no crime
Bad guys scream though it won't seem right
You've got your fingers burning
How long your gun is turning?
You make them pray and then you calmly blow them away
Taking rebels to the street, no matter who you're gonna meet because
Everybody knows that he is..
Tomado de AlbumCancionYLetra.comAlways trying to make things right
Sometimes problems just multiply
His peacemaker will see no crime
Bad guys scream though it won't seemright