Red Firecracker Songtext
von The Jayhawks

His jaw crawed and tobacco dripped
Down his chin
His face settled on the neon lights
Reflected in

His face settled on the neon lights
Reflected in

Red firecracker, don′t explode
There's a picture in his mind passed down
And it feels like going home


Calculates all the cash he makes
At happy hour
Two bullet holes took the best
Suit he owns

Two bullet holes took the best
Suit he owns

Red firecracker, don′t explode
There's a picture in his mind passed down
And it feels like going home

Quick sand all around the man
Bad history
I suppose there's a better way
To calm him down