Susi: D minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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His
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mama was a midnight woman
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His daddy was a drifter drummer
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One night they put it together
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Nine months later came the
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little black bummer
Verse 2
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He was a laid back
lump in the cradle
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Chewing the paint chips
that fell from the ceiling
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Whenever he cried he
got a fist in his face
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So he learned not to show
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his feelings
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He was a pig- tail puller in grammer school
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Left back twice by the seventh grade
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Sniffing glue in Ju nior High
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And the first one in school to get laid
Verse 4
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He was a weed-
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He was mainlining skag a year later
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He'd started pimping
when they put him away
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In jail he changed from a junkie to a hater
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you better kill him instead.
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A bummer like that is better of dead
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Someday they're gonna have
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to put a bullet in his head."
Verse 6
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They threw him back on the street,
he robbed an A & P
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He didn't blink at the buddy
that he shafted
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And just about the time they
would have caught him too
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He had the damn good fortune
Interlude 1
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Verse 7
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He was A- One bait for Vietnam,
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you see they needed more bodies in a hurry
He was a cinch to train cause
all they had to do
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Was to figure how to funnel his fury
Verse 8
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They put him in a
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tank near the D M Z
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To catch the gooks slipping
over the border
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And for once he followed
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and or der
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Verse 9
One sweat- soaked day
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With the ground still steam
There was a bloody little battle
that didn't mean nothing
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Except to the few that remained
Verse 10
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You see a couple hundred slants had
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trapped the other five tanks
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And had started to pick off the crews
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This is why he'd paid those dues
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a butcher going berserk
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Or a sane man acting like a fool
Or the bravest thing that
a man had ever done
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Or a madman blowing his cool
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Well he came on through like
a knife through butter
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Or a scythe sweeping through the grass
Or to say it like the man would
have said it himself:
"Just a big black bastard
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you better kill him instead.
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A bummer like that is better of dead
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Someday they're gonna have to put
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a bullet in his head."
Interlude 2
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Verse 14
and the smoke had cleared
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There were a lot of V C bodies in the mud
And when the rescued men came
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over for the very first time
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They found him smiling as he
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Verse 15
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They picked up the pieces and
they stitched him back together
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He pulled through though they
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And it force them to give him
what they said they would
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Six purple hearts and the
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Medal of Honor
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Of course he slouched
as the chief white honkey said:
"Service beyond the call of duty"
But the first soft thought was passing
through his mind
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"My medal is a Mother of a
beauty!"
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Verse 17
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He got a couple of jobs with
the ribbon on his chest
And though he tried he really
couldn't do 'em
There was only a couple of things
that he was really trained for
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And he found himself drifting back to
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'em
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Just about the time he was
ready to break
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Just a matter of time 'cause
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About what he was going to do next
Verse 18
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It ended up one night
in a grocery store
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Gun in hand and nine cops at the door
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And when his last battle was over
He lay crumpled and broken
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on the floor
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you better kill him instead.
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A bummer like that is better of dead
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Someday they're gonna have to put a bul
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let in his head."
Interlude 3
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Verse 20
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Well he'd breathed his last,
but ten minutes past
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Before they dared to enter the place
And when they flipped his
riddled body over they found
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His second smile frozen on his face
Verse 21
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They found his gun where
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There was something else
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And when they pried his fingers open
they found the Medal of Honor
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And the Sergeant said: "Where in
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Verse 22
There was a stew about
burying him in Arlington
So they shipped him in box to Fayette
And they kind of stashed him in
a grave in the county plot
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The kind we remember
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to forget
Verse 23
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And just like the man from
the precinct said:
you better kill him instead.
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A bummer like that is better of dead
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Someday they're gonna have
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to put a bullet in his head."
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