86 Bullets

On a hot Hawaiian afternoon in 1994, 9,000 pounds of frustrated fury left the circus floor Years of strong-arm slavery performing silly tricks to give the callous crowd their share of foolish misplaced kicks We were not put here just to entertain you Just like humans, we've got our own lives too We were not put here just to entertain you Tyke left the ring and made it out onto the street Half hour of gunfire finally knocked her off her feet Her short-lived freedom finally ended in a hail of bullets Her blood spilled in the streets Undeserving end to a noble creature We were not put here just to entertain you Just like humans, we've got our own lives too You take away all the things God created us to do Profit from our misery as we dance on cue "Step right up, step right up. The cruelest show on earth is ready to entertain you!" 86 - 86 bullets to finally bring you down [x4]