Here Comes The Gangster (现场)

Music

The utterly formation

Of communication of humanity

In the demonstration of it's evidence

Some have called it religion

Some have called it rebellion

Some have called it recreation

Yet

We define it blossom flowers

Bizarre stories, hollywood movies

Call it love

We are

Berlin Psycho Nurses

When I was twelve years old

My father took me to a new bank in town

As we seated at the looby

There was a young guy comes in

With a red scarf on his face

He shouted to the fat security guy saying

Here comes the gangster

He said, here comes the gangster

He said, here comes the gangster

And then, bang, bang, bang

He put three bullets into the fat mans head

My father

Gently pressed his arm on my shoulder

Saying, son, don't you be afraid

I said, I was not

Then he smiled

And turned his back to the corner

He slowly reached out for his left pocket

And pulled out something

I had never seen before

But I just have seen once

But I just have seen once

My father

He pulled out a red scarf on his face

Then

Oh, that was the last scene

That was the last memory

Since then, I never saw my father again

All I can remember

About the rest of the afternoon

Is the sound of his pistol

It goes bang, bang, bang

Bang, bang, bang

It goes bang, bang, bang

Bang, bang, bang

It goes bang, bang, bang

Bang, bang, bang

It goes bang, bang, bang

Bang, bang, bang