Tytuł: Days of the gun

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Inner city Frankfurt, money rules the day
   But the criminal guys and the white powder rule the night
   The innocent are crying, the helpless and the blind
   Are overrun by the right - shallow - minded fools
  
   So tell me now, now can you watch the news
   As a man gets killed in front of your front door?
  
   Call for the police, call for the lawyer
   In the end the days of the gun will change your life
  
   Slowly creeps the crature of violence and corruption
   Turning the town into a white - washed mafia area
   The rich are getting richer, the poor lose their homes
   But as long as your cars are clean, just don't worry about it
  
   So tell me how, how can you be amused
   As a woman is raped in the dark in your backyard
  
   Call for your wife, call for your mother
   In the end the days of the gun will change your life
  
   So tell me now, now can you watch the news
   As a man gets killed in front of your front door?
  
   Pray to heaven, pay for the church
   In the end the days of the gun will change your life
  
   Call for your wife, call for your mother
   Call for the police, call for the lawyer...