A Bavarian In New York - Triumvirat

I was in bed when someone kicked my head

Don’t know why

He held a gun in his hand

And spun it, like a spy

I didn’t know what to do

But somewhere in my mind

I knew that when somebody held a gun at you

You’re likely to die

He said «Boy, I think you better

Get out of that bed»

He left no doubt

«I ain’t messin' around» so he said

I didn’t know what to do

But somewhere in my mind

I knew that when somebody held a gun at you

You’re likely to die

Yeah I jumped out of bed

And made him get down on his knees

No, he wasn’t prepared

Because he only had one eye left to see

And I had the gun by now

I pointed at his eye

He didn’t know what to do

But somewhere in his mind…

This story’s inclined to tell you

Guns are no good when you’re blind