Friday, May 04, 2012

MCA

"Now my name is M.C.A. - I've got a license to kill/I think you know what time it is - it's time to get ill/Now what do we have here - an outlaw and his beer/I run this land, you understand - I make myself clear."

"We stepped into the wind - he had a gun, I had a grin
You think this story's over but it's ready to begin..."