Whispering Streets - Barry Adamson

Night comes howling down a whispering street

Is that the sound of sirens can you taste the heat?

I hit retaliate

When they got to me

And when I woke up a smelt disdain

I was nailed to the floor and thirsty for more

Cos the pain that nothin’s changed

Drives a man insane

I don’t even know how the gun got in my hand

Five bullets five names and a contract worth five hundred grand

My only apology is for what I have never done

Five bullets five names and my head swinging hight in the noon day son

Need some loving' gonna go get me some

And shine my pretty light on everyone

But I hit retaliate

When they got to me

And then I woke in a scary bed

The twist of fate you’ll never escape?

Well the worst neighborhood is the one right inside of your head

I don’t even know how the gun got in my hand

Five bullets five names and a contract worth five hundred grand

In a world full of nothing don’t try to understand

Five bullets five names and a contract worth five hundred grand

Yeah

I don’t even know how the gun got in my hand

Five bullets five names and a contract worth five hundred grand

My only apology is for what I have never done

Five bullets five names and my head swinging hight in the noon day son

Welcome to the ghetto