Letra de Stick'em Up

All he had to do, was to give the boys the money. Instead of playing dad. Instead of being dead. Against his head he felt a shaking gun. Of a boy that will never again, feel the excitement of... The money they held in their hands. Was all that they were after. And the body laying on the ground. Got paid for playing a hero. A widow is waiting at home. She's waiting for her husband. But he never made it home, he never made it home