Текст песни A Bavarian in New York

I was in bed when someone kicked my head Don't know why He held a gun in his hand And spun it, like a spy I didn't know what to do But somewhere in my mind I knew that when somebody held a gun at you You're likely to die He said "Boy, I think you better Get out of that bed" He left no doubt "I ain't messin' around" so he said I didn't know what to do But somewhere in my mind I knew that when somebody held a gun at you You're likely to die Yeah I jumped out of bed And made him get down on his knees No, he wasn't prepared Because he only had one eye left to see And I had the gun by now I pointed at his eye He didn't know what to do But somewhere in his mind... This story's inclined to tell you Guns are no good when you're blind