Point Blank *One Shot*

Hvis livet var et ludospil - hvor mange gange var du så blevet slået hjem?
Mig, ja det ved jeg ikke. Tallet smutter fra mig, før jeg helt kan få talt det op. Men en ting ved jeg, og det er at jeg mere end en gang, har oplevet af følelsen af at blive stukket i ryggen, af at blive skudt på klods hold af folk jeg troede jeg kendte.
Jeg ville ønske at jeg løj, jeg ville ønske der var en anden måde at se det på. Men det er der ikke. Jeg vågner op om morgenen, døende, jeg ved ikke engang af hvad.
- Baseret på mit eget liv.

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1. Point Blank

Do you still say your prayers little darling?

Do you go to bed at night?

Praying that tomorrow, everything will be alright.

But tomorrow's fall in number, in number one by one.

You wake up and you're dying, you don't even know what from.

 


Well they shot you point blank.

You've been shot in the back.

Baby point blank, you've been fooled this time little girl, that's a fact.

Right between the eyes baby, point blank.

Right between the pretty lies that they tell.

Little girl you fell.


You grew up where young girls they grow up fast.

You took what you were handed, and left behind what was asked.

But what they asked baby wasn't right.

You didn't have to live that life.

I was gonna be your Romeo, you were gonna be my Juliet.

These days you don't wait on Romeo's, you wait on that welfare check,

and on all the pretty things that you can't ever have, and on all the promises...


That always end up point blank, shot between the eyes.

Point blank, like little white lies you tell to ease the pain.

You're walking in the sights, girl of point blank.

And it's one false move, and baby the lights go out.


Once I dreamed we were together again, baby you and me.

Back home in those old clubs, the way we used to be.

We were standing at the bar, it was hard to hear.

The band was playing loud, and you were shouting something in my ear.

You pulled my jacket off, and as the drummer counted four.

You grabbed my hand, and pulled me out on the floor.

You just stood there and held me, then you started dancing slow.

And as I pulled you tighter I swore I'd never let you go.


Well I saw you last night, down on the avenue.

Your face was in the shadows, but I knew that it was you.

You were standing in the doorway, out of the rain.

You didn't answer when I called out your name.

You just turned, and then you looked away,

like just another stranger, waiting to get blown away.


Point blank, right between the eyes.

Point blank, right between the pretty lies, you fell.

Point blank, shot straight through the heart.

Yea point blank, you've been twisted up till you've become just another part of it.

Point blank, you're walking in the sights.

Point blank, living one false move, just one false move away.

Point blank, they caught you in their sights.

Point blank, did you forget how to love, girl, did you forget how to fight.

Point blank, they must have shot you in the head.

Cause point blank, bang bang baby you're dead.

 

- Point Blank, Bruce Springsteen, 1980

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