mike poet
02-15-2004, 08:36 PM
Let me tell you the story of a friend of mine,
He wanted easy money but he got some time.
Found him one morning strung up in a cell.
Don’t know what hapned cause dead men tell no tales.
All of you little boys who think that your men,
Never trust your closest friend.
He’s fighting a battle that he cannot win,
Cause greed is the root of all of our sins.
By the rules of the beasts of prey,
You fight to live day by day.
With no heroes throwing their lives away.
To them it’s all game to play.
Let me tell you the story of a friend of mine
He wanted easy money but he got some time.
Found him one morning strung up in his cell
Don’t know what happened because dead men tell no tales.
Now you children who think you’re bold
Let me tell you there’s a power in gold.
It’s an evil from the times of old
And will haunt you till your lying there cold.
In the days of the ancient kings
A man could die just for a ring.
As you feel the bite of a scorpions sting
No one came if they heard a scream.
Let me tell you the story of a freind of mine.
Wanted easy money but he got some time.
Found him one morning hung up in a cell.
Don't know what happned dead men tell no tales.
He wanted easy money but he got some time.
Found him one morning strung up in a cell.
Don’t know what hapned cause dead men tell no tales.
All of you little boys who think that your men,
Never trust your closest friend.
He’s fighting a battle that he cannot win,
Cause greed is the root of all of our sins.
By the rules of the beasts of prey,
You fight to live day by day.
With no heroes throwing their lives away.
To them it’s all game to play.
Let me tell you the story of a friend of mine
He wanted easy money but he got some time.
Found him one morning strung up in his cell
Don’t know what happened because dead men tell no tales.
Now you children who think you’re bold
Let me tell you there’s a power in gold.
It’s an evil from the times of old
And will haunt you till your lying there cold.
In the days of the ancient kings
A man could die just for a ring.
As you feel the bite of a scorpions sting
No one came if they heard a scream.
Let me tell you the story of a freind of mine.
Wanted easy money but he got some time.
Found him one morning hung up in a cell.
Don't know what happned dead men tell no tales.