Текст песни: Venerea - I Shot Ray Bones
I`d been down on my luck for so long
I figured it was time for a change
I shot Bones in cold blood
Had his face rearranged
I took a knife, it was cold and hard
And laid him all under my backyard
And no one but me and my dog
Knows where the pieces are
I shot Ray Bones, I shot Ray Barboni
I shot Ray Bones
I guess that I shouldn`t have done it on my own
The other day the cops came round
Asked what I`d been doing down south
It went OK till Buster came in
Through the door with bones in his mouth
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I`d been down on my luck for so long
I figured it was time for a change
I shot Bones in cold blood
Had his face rearranged
I took a knife, it was cold and hard
And laid him all under my backyard
And no one but me and my dog
Knows where the pieces are
I shot Ray Bones, I shot Ray Barboni
I shot Ray Bones
I guess that I shouldn`t have done it on my own
The other day the cops came round
Asked what I`d been doing down south
It went OK till Buster came in
Through the door with bones in his mouth
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