He was standing on the corner again
While she was praying for God to forgive his sin
Outtanowhere,two inches of lead
To him its still a mystery
How the bullet missed his head
But granny cried,
While she was praying for God to forgive his sin
Outtanowhere,two inches of lead
To him its still a mystery
How the bullet missed his head
But granny cried,