Killer Sounds

You gotta play it cool, real cool

You gotta let frustration be a friend to you

And rejoice young man in your youth

Said you gotta play it cool, real cool

You gotta let misfortune be a friend to you

And rejoice young man in your youth

My best friend died tonight, he didn’t make sixteen

So I’m gonna raise hell tonight like you wouldn’t believe

From paris to athens to the barbary heat

Gonna take my revenge take it out on the streets

Gonna burn down my house, gonna light up the sky

If you’re killed by the cops you deserve to die

I think I’m through

You gotta play it cool, real cool

You gotta let frustration be a friend to you

And rejoice young man in your youth

Dancing to the killer sounds, killer sounds

The rhythm of the gun, ammunition rounds

Turn me on, turn me in, turn him loose

My best friend died tonight, he took his own life

He fought a war but he survived, then couldn’t deal with life

You’re a hero in hell but a problem at home

A killing machine now stuck in the wrong hole

You end up inside then out on the street

You sold all your medals to make some ends meet

Well thank you son

You gotta play it cool, real cool

You gotta let frustration be a friend to you

And rejoice young man in your youth

Dancing to the killer sounds, killer sounds

The rhythm of the gun, ammunition rounds

Make the choice, turn him in, turn him loose

You gotta play it cool

Keep your head down brother!

Said you gotta play it cool, real cool

You gotta let misfortune be a friend to you

And rejoice young man in your youth

Cus' it might not last for long