Me and a gun

Na continuação do tema sobre a eliminação da violência contra as mulheres e em agradecimento da lembrança da WOAB ;) deixo aqui outra música da Tori Amos (ou não seria fã dela) que relata um episódio pelo qual ela própria passou (para quem não sabe actualmente preside uma Associação de apoio a mulheres vítimas de violação): 5am friday morning thursday night far from sleep I'm still up and driving can't go home obviously So I'll just change direction cause they'll soon know where I live And I wanna live Got a full tank and some chips It was me and a gun and a man on my back And I sang "holy holy" as he buttoned down his pants You can laugh Its kind of funny Things you think Times like these Like I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this Yes I wore a slinky red thing Does that mean I should spread for you, your friends Your father, Mr Ed It was me and a gun and a man on my back But I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this And I know what this means Me and Jesus a few years back used to hang And he said "it's your choice babe just remember I don't hink you'll be back in 3 days time so you choose well" Tell me whats right Is it my right to be on my stomach of Fred's Seville? It was me and a gun and a man on my back But I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this And do you know CAROLINA Where the biscuits are soft and sweet These things go through your head when there's a man on your back And you're pushed flat on your stomach it's not a classic caddilac It was me and a gun and a man on my back But I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this