Letra da Música Cowdray's Old Mexican Eagle de Bound by Law

Pack your pockets with dollar bills
Fill your tank with refines from Cowdray's Old Mexican Eagle
Stuff your nose with cheap cocaine
Cuz dealing with the Russians needs your strong pumping vein
They take the high roads, they wanna fuck Ukraine
But I'm here for the business, not someone else's pain

On the radio I heard them say
That it's getting pretty hairy on the highways out of Donetsk these days
Blasting through the blood and decay
I'm running on fossils and bones of the not so recently claimed
Putin and Merkel are fighting, whose bricks to lay
But I'm just praising my luck that the roads here are still paved

Ohh Europa your bloody rage when will it fade?
Your money is as sweet as a cool breeze on a hot summer's day
Ohh Europa your bloody rage - yeah it's me

Out of the cold frozen hell rose a tall dark stranger from the Royal Dutch Shell
He laughed and he coughed and said boy sure enough
Hitler also said nothing runs the engine of a beetle better than Cowdray's Old M. Eagle
Filled to the top the burning ruins soon reared out in the dark
He said - hey friend are you up for a job?

Well despite our mutual hate here, I am talking with this guy from the Islamic State
He's yapping about hell 'n the state of my wicket ways
That I should pay, convert and repent
N' see how a fall from a building would eventually end
I nodded and said, hey do you want your oil moved or turned into a sea of flames?
Like two high school sweethearts, now we're riding into the sunset

Ohh Mesopotamia your bloody rage when will it fade?
Your money is as sweet as a cool breeze on a hot summer's day
Ohh Mesopotamia your rage yeah it's me

Wash your face in dollar bills
Fill your tank with refines from Cowdray's old Mexican Eagle
In the dust of Bush and J. P. morgan Chase are now some juicy bones for all us scavengers to pick
From the Urals in the North to the Baghdad cafes
All the vultures flock around an all mighty feast

Ohh Mesopotamia your bloody rage will never fade
Cuz your money is as sweet as cool breeze on a hot summer's day
Ohh Mesopotamia your bloody rage - yeah it's great!