Southern Fried Roadhouse Rock And Blues
Roadhouse Rock & Blues
Story behind the song
This song was written around the anniversary of the Oklahoma City bombing just prior to the execution of the evil person responsable. We just wanted to share our collective feelings and do not wish to profit from anyone's pain & suffering.
Lyrics
Wednseday morning, April 19
terror struck the heart of the heartland
One hundred sixty eight souls were lost
for a crazy-ass cause of a demented madman
One less petal in the Little Flowers Church
leaves such a big void , now isn't it a pity
and 19 children who will never play again
in the sun of Oklahoma City
Blackened skies bleed shattered lives
when the smoke clears his eyes show no mercy
Pain rings true for families torn down
their loss of love and forever lasting agony
They try to fogive the men
and their heartless sins, now isn't it a pity
They try to wash the stains but the blood
and the tears remain in Oklahoma City
CHORUS:
Sons and Daughters, Husbands and Wives
With never a chance to say good-bye
Explain this to me if you think you can justify
all this senseless bloodshed
I never could have dreamed in the land of the free
that lives could be lost and hearts would be bleed
Evil shadows with no remorse
stealing innocent lives, now isn't it a pity
I raise my head with tears falling down
as I look to the clouds of Oklahoma City
CHORUS
