Bountyhunter

There is fear in my mind that I don't want to show

The anxiety burns and as far as I know

I will never be ruled for I do what I like

As I'm giving myself to the crowd

I give birth to the words that dwell out of my mouth

But you won't understand, you just hear the sound

Counting the beats while you´re moving your feet

Cause the measure is never the same

You are looking at me the way wolves look at sheep

You hunger for flesh, you want me to bleed

Another failed sucker is killing my nerves with

We like the music, we like the disco sound, hey!"

So please tell me if I'm expecting too much

I'm a little impatient, I give it a rush

But the folks that surround me would never get right with my kind

We like the disco sound, hey!"

The day will come my friend that I will cut off your ears

Remember my words

But somehow it depends on grandfather's razorblades

And I will find it someday