Protector - Convicts On The Streets lyrics

Terror daily seen on the screen Emotions lost – is it real or a dream Neurosis drives the man insane Sickness that we cannot blame We are not entangled in To think about it makes us no sin Unknown victims that were k**ed They don't need our full compa**ion Hear screams out in the night It must be another gun-fight Been alone on the street again On 5th Ave. there're standing 3 men One man said: "How is your trip?" From now on I am in their grip It's too hard for me to say "No!" So I said: "Come on! Let's go!" Hear screams out in the night It must be another gun-fight Feeling like a ship on the stream Sitting at home, what's happened on screen On channel '3' is a fight with k**er "T" Who survives lives for 20 hours free Convicts on the street Convicts on the street Convicts on the street Convicts on the street Shoot by driving is the game that they play Later that day I remember I was far away The criminal movements shown on TV This sad affair means nothing to me Terror daily [Repeat 1st verse] Hear screams out in the night It must be another gun-fight Shoot by driving...