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The third official video from the Midnight Avenue EP. Created by Zsombor Kárpáti. Recording: Nordic Music Studio Mastering: Tamás Gresicki () --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Music & lyrics: Dániel Fekete-Szűcs He was a foreign bastard Nobody knew the rascal Skilled to become a hustler Anywhere in downtown Never had any idol Neither carried a bible Just in case a rifle Making all bargains done Daily drinking at Murphy’s Ready to settle a business No trace, none of a witness All of them under ground Taking crack at the station After robbing a mansion That gives him satisfaction Even his mates are gone Nobody knows him well enough The devil gave him all the stuff To crash some church and paint the walls of shopping malls Humiliated some crippled guys Begging for money with hopeful eyes When he’s not in town, oh God knows where he goes Absolutely worthless and just freaks the people out Why didn’t he end it up in his mother’s mouth? He’s spitting on the street and simply wouldn’t share his food For the system he did nothing good And he was Jacky Wood And when he met a lady That bitch wanted a baby He was not so crazy Ran away from his hell After having a bourbon He doesn’t have any burden Son of a nasty pagan: Wanna get virgin girls Mocking all gingers on the street Money comes in by selling weed After midnight throwing up inside the pub Forever alone but he doesn’t care A self-destructive punk rocker A syringe can redeem mental arsenal
