Days of the Gun - Tankard

Inner city Frankfurt, money rules the day

But the criminal guys and the white powder rule the night

The innocent are crying, the helpless and the blind

Are overrun by the right — shallow — minded fools

So tell me now, now can you watch the news

As a man gets killed in front of your front door?

Call for the police, call for the lawyer

In the end the days of the gun will change your life

Slowly creeps the crature of violence and corruption

Turning the town into a white — washed mafia area

The rich are getting richer, the poor lose their homes

But as long as your cars are clean, just don’t worry about it

So tell me how, how can you be amused

As a woman is raped in the dark in your backyard

Call for your wife, call for your mother

In the end the days of the gun will change your life

So tell me now, now can you watch the news

As a man gets killed in front of your front door?

Pray to heaven, pay for the church

In the end the days of the gun will change your life

Call for your wife, call for your mother

Call for the police, call for the lawyer…