bang bang bang You watched this man shoot my daddy eleven times You watched his blood drip so quick, Staining the only thing he left me How did it feel? Watching the blood of the man You thought was a criminal A thug A no-good black man in the dark drip drip drip You wanted to see my blood fall too, didn’t you? Using a useless revolver against a supernatural power you could never understand You willed to see my blood fall too drip drip drip The story changed for you, for me I got to see your blood fall, dripping and staining Your poor, bewildered face How does it feel? Did my daddy look like that? All scared and defenseless, Holding nothing but a guitar? Fingers fearfully gripping the strings, Hoping they’d protect him one way or another? Did you even notice his face? Did you? You noticed his blood, though. And now I see yours dripping drip drop
