Letra de New Orphan Asylum for Spirited Deerchildren
Why would you shoot my Bambis? How could you shoot my bambis? Why would you shoot my Bambis?Don't, don'tMurder man, murder man, dollar man Murder man, murder man, dollar manWhy would you hurt my Bambis? How would you hurt my Bambis? Why would you hurt my Bambis?Don't, don'tWhat did my Bambis do to you? What did my Bambis do to you? What did my Bambis do to you?Don't, don'tYou gotta be good, you gotta be good You gotta be good, you gotta be good You gotta be good, you gotta be goodThe hardest part was knowing that Both parents were still alive The hardest part was knowing that Both parents were still alive