Everlast - Children’s Story Lyrics
[KIDS VOICES]Uncle Whitey, Uncle Whitey, can you tell us a bedtime story?Yeah, we want some bedtimes stories...(Please!)Once upon a time not long ago, when people wore pajamas and lived life slowWhen laws were stern and justice stood, and people were behavin' like they our too goodThere was a little boy who was misled by another lil' boy and this is what he said"Me and you, Guy, we gonna make sum cash, robbin' old folks and makin' the dash"They did the job, money came with ease, but one couldn't stop, it's like he had a diseaseHe robbed another and another and a sister and her brotherTried to rob a man who was a D.T. undercover, the cop grabbed his arm, he started acting erratic,He said, "keep still, boy, no need for static", punched him in his belly and he gave him a slapBut little did he know the lil' boy was strapped, the kid pulled out a gunHe said, "why'd you hit me?", the barrel was set straight for the cop's kidneyThe cop got scared, the kid, he starts to figure, "I'll do years if I pull this trigger"So he cold dashed and ran around the block, cop radios in to another lady copHe ran by a tree, there he saw this sister, a shot for the head, he shot back but he missed herLooked around good and from expectations, so he decided he'd head for the subway stationsBut she was coming so he made a left, he was runnin' top speed till he was outta breathKnocked an old man down and swore he killed him, then he made his move to an abandoned buildingRan up the stairs up to the top floor, opened up the door there, guess who he sawDave the dope fiend shootin' dope, who don't know the meaning of water nor soap,He said, "I need bullets, hurry up, run", the dope fiend brought back a spanking shotgunHe went outside but there was cops all over, then he dipped into a car, was a stolen NovaRaced up the block doing 83, crashed into a tree near university,Escaped alive though the car was battered, rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scatteredRan out of bullets but still had static, grabbed a pregnant lady and out the automaticPointed at her head and he said the gun was full of leadHe told the cops, "back off or honey here's dead", deep in his heart he knew he was wrongso he let the lady go and he starts to move on, sirens sounded, he seemed astoundedBefore long the lil' boy got surrounded, he dropped the gun, so went the gloryAnd this is the way I must end this story, he was only nineteen, in a madman's dreamI saw the cops shoot the kid, I still hear him scream, this ain't funny so don't you dare laughJust another case 'bout the wrong path, straight and narrow or your soul gets cashedG'night
