Broken
You don't know the trouble you're in
Linvin' in paradise, livin' in sin
You better watch out, baby, one of these days
Another man coming gonna change your ways
Broken, broken
Truth must be spoken
Can we be responsible?
Is someone keeping score?
Broken, broken
When all guns are smoking
Do you want to die then
According to the law?
Sunshine, moonshine, fire and flood
Death comes hungry to your neighbourhood
You better watch out, baby, one of these nights
Somebody coming to shoot out your lights
Broken, broken
Lies will be spoken
Must we be expendable?
Is that what we are for?
Broken, broken
When all doors are closing
Shall we say goodbye then
According to the law?
You better move, baby, cut and run
Better get back to where you come from
You better watch out, baby, stay in line
You're gonna lose out to a life of crime
Broken, broken
Swear I ain't jokin'
Is nothing sacred?
No lovers anymore
Broken, broken
When virgins are chosen
Then who will choose you
According to the law?
Broken, broken
Truth must be spoken
Too late to be virgins
Too early to be whores
Broken, broken
When all guns are smokin'
Then you must be silent
According to the law
Linvin' in paradise, livin' in sin
You better watch out, baby, one of these days
Another man coming gonna change your ways
Broken, broken
Truth must be spoken
Can we be responsible?
Is someone keeping score?
Broken, broken
When all guns are smoking
Do you want to die then
According to the law?
Sunshine, moonshine, fire and flood
Death comes hungry to your neighbourhood
You better watch out, baby, one of these nights
Somebody coming to shoot out your lights
Broken, broken
Lies will be spoken
Must we be expendable?
Is that what we are for?
Broken, broken
When all doors are closing
Shall we say goodbye then
According to the law?
You better move, baby, cut and run
Better get back to where you come from
You better watch out, baby, stay in line
You're gonna lose out to a life of crime
Broken, broken
Swear I ain't jokin'
Is nothing sacred?
No lovers anymore
Broken, broken
When virgins are chosen
Then who will choose you
According to the law?
Broken, broken
Truth must be spoken
Too late to be virgins
Too early to be whores
Broken, broken
When all guns are smokin'
Then you must be silent
According to the law
Credits
Writer(s): Ian Fraser Kilmister, Philip Anthony Campbell, Micael Kiriakos Delaoglou
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