Lyrics
i woke in the dark, alone and alarmed, with both of my arms
strapped close and tied fast by ropes to a iron bar,
my throat was dry as mars, rodents bite my garms
as roaches climb inside of my clothes, leaving slimy marks
im soaking to the bone from a broken water tap
slowly dripping on my back like a chinese torture rack
between my jaws a gag, made from a sordid rag
i tried to gnaw at it, but it was pulled too taut for that
i sat back, tried to gather my thoughts and plan
another course of attack, thats when i felt the cord go slack
not enough to move, but just enough to manouver,
just enough room to loop two fingers through it
reachin for the floor perusing the gloom
sifting for things i could use, yeh, ive still got a trick or two
i picked a miniscule - bit of food up
about to play judas, cause fate favours an opportunist
"come out with your hands up, we got the place surrounded
and theres no way thatll youll escape, if you try were taking you down, kid,
cause ive got 8 men prowling around your house
taking aim and waiting to pounce and spray a thousand rounds in
you cant negotiate your way out now,
so play the game the way its meant to be played and dont be proud, son
come out without gettin rowdy or shoutin
you lousy scoundrel, right, im gonna start counting...
"fuck you, hofficer! you dont want no shit
when im the one thats locked in with a shotgun and the hostages!
dont piss me off or ill be popping one off in them
quicker than you poxy coppers could ever rob me of oxygen
so what i want is this, some promises of safety
a million dollars and a plane ticket to haiti
and maybe then, just maybe i may release the prisoners
thats if im feeling generous, so dont try no tricks and stuff!"
i felt the rat's whiskers as it sat sniffing
at my fingers tryna grab at the food scraps in them
i moved back quickly, and snapped its skull
as its body sagged limply, i snatched it up
and then shuffled side to side, tryna slash the rope
against the jagged broken edges of its fractured bones
as little by little the knot became thinner and thinner
until it split in the middle, that was nearly too simple
"you must be sick in the brain, kid, if you think we're gonna give you a plane
and a ticket to get away from here, youre tripping out, mate
so either you waving a stick with a white flag on it
or youll be leavin inside a bag with a white tag on it"
"thats right, im quite bonkers, how'd u like that, copper?
cause theres a line i aint supposed to be crossing and i might cross it"
"that does it, shoot him on sight
keep your eyes peeled anything moves and you fire"
i grabbed a piece of two by four and headed to the door
took my shoes off, movin cautious through the hall
up ahead in the room i saw the lunatic that caught me
stooping on the floor, thats when i threw myself forward
and clocked him round the back of the head, he sagged at the legs
and staggered and fell, his cabbage bled like a crack in an egg
i ran for the steps - "sarge, he's moving!"
"ok,shoot him!"
the glass shattered, a blast and shards splashing
as the dart passed through my heart, i saw sparks flashin
and fade to dark matter, i swayed and arched backwards
collapsed on the carpet, thats how the last act ends...
