Testo di Guest Working Man

When I write to you my letters you don't give me any answers I'm a guest working man I want money in my hand I try to buy a house for me and my wife We're crawling in the jungle Close to the war Something strange happened Outside the law It's a hard time, it's a hard life I killed people with a machine gun before they began to run All the maps they where burned but we have orders: Kill and fight My hands shakes when I write Don't tell my son that I'm a knight Nor my father or my mother It's a hard time, it's a hard life I killed people with a machine gun before they began to run All the maps they where burned but we have orders: Kill and fight