|
Ali was growing up strong |
|
So I dedicate this song |
|
To a giant among giants |
|
In a league of his own |
|
Yes he was holding the key |
|
Yes he was the remedy |
|
Outshadowed Napoleon |
|
And who else it might be |
|
Sooooooon |
|
trouble would arise |
|
Stepped into a pair of shoes |
|
Much too big for his size |
|
Sooooon |
|
He lied in his grave |
|
Smoked too many Cigarettes |
|
That he inhaled |
|
HE DIED IN GERMANY |
|
Our hero fled from the site |
|
Over the mountain high |
|
The Police was after him |
|
Every day and night |
|
Sooooo Never touch a gun |
|
A bullet in your chest is never gonna be fun |
|
Sooooo Never touch a gun |
|
Keep your finger from the trigger |
|
And your face in the sun |
|
HE DIED IN GERMANY |
|
Fought many battles and lost |
|
And for too much of a cost |
|
Lost his feet to a land mine |
|
And his ears to the frost |
|
Sooooo Never touch a gun |
|
A bullet in your chest is never gonna be fun |
|
Sooooo Never touch a gun |
|
Keep your finger from the trigger |
|
And your face in the sun |
|
HE DIED IN GERMANY |
|
Do you see now what I mean |
|
Think about where you're going |
|
You might enter it dirty |
|
But come out of it clean! |
