Fetchin Bones - Sammy Lyrics
Sammy is so well to doA bad guy in red, white and blueThere he came down the streetTwirling a baton and stomping his feetOn the 4th of July it rainsIt always rains on the 4thThe sky goes black on the 4th of JulyYou know it poursLaws pour out of the sky like bombsUnderdogs underground so long from East to WestHe pushed his glistening black carHe marveled that it was so farLocked like a vault, empty and hugeOur stars turn to barsThe red, white and blueI don't feel proud, I don't feel freeThe cop show switch off Sammy the cop showI don't feel proud and I don't feel freeNo peace, no piece of apple pieNo peace for me, black skiesEverybody look up the sky is falling