Scream Like A Baby
Well I wouldn't buy no merchandise
And I wouldn't go to war
And I mixed with other colours
But the nurse doesn't care
And I hide under blankets
Or did I run away
I really can't remember
Last time I saw the light of day
But I remember Sam 'cause he was like me
Scream like a baby
Sam was a gun
And I never knew his last name
And we never had no fun
Well they came down hard on the faggots
And they came down hard on the street
They came down harder on Sam
And they all knew he was beat
He was thrown into the wagon
Blindfolded, chains, and they stomped on us
And took away our clothes and things
And pumped us full of strange drugs
And oh I saw Sam falling
Spitting in their eyes
But now I lay me down to sleep
And now I close my eyes
Now I'm learning to be a part of soc-society
Scream like a baby
Sam was a gun
And I never knew his last name
And we never had no fun
No athletic program, no discipline, no book
He just sat in the backseat
Swearing he'd seek revenge
But he jumped into the furnace
Singing old songs we loved
Scream like a baby
Sam was a gun
And I never knew his last name
And we never had no fun
Scream like a baby
Sam was a gun
And I never knew his last name
And we never had no fun
Grita como un bebé
No compraría mercancía
Y no iría a la guerra
Y me mezclaba con otros colores
Pero a la enfermera no le importa
Y me escondo bajo las mantas
O ¿acaso escapé?
Realmente no puedo recordar
La última vez que vi la luz del día
Pero recuerdo a Sam porque era como yo
Grita como un bebé
Sam era un arma
Y nunca supe su apellido
Y nunca nos divertimos
Bueno, se ensañaron con los maricones
Y se ensañaron con la calle
Se ensañaron más con Sam
Y todos sabían que estaba vencido
Fue arrojado al furgón
Con los ojos vendados, encadenado, y nos pisotearon
Y nos quitaron la ropa y cosas
Y nos llenaron de extrañas drogas
Y oh, vi a Sam caer
Escupiendo en sus ojos
Pero ahora me acuesto a dormir
Y ahora cierro mis ojos
Ahora estoy aprendiendo a ser parte de la soc-sociedad
Grita como un bebé
Sam era un arma
Y nunca supe su apellido
Y nunca nos divertimos
Sin programa atlético, sin disciplina, sin libro
Él solo se sentaba en el asiento trasero
Jurando que buscaría venganza
Pero saltó al horno
Cantando viejas canciones que amábamos
Grita como un bebé
Sam era un arma
Y nunca supe su apellido
Y nunca nos divertimos
Grita como un bebé
Sam era un arma
Y nunca supe su apellido
Y nunca nos divertimos