Текст Jillette Johnson – Flip A Coin

Just get in the car and drive
‘Til you run out of gas
Over the mountain, over the hill and over the underpass
‘Til you get to the border in Montréal

Nobody knows who’s next
And I suppose it’s pointless
And that’s the point, isn’t it?
Flip a coin and don’t give a shit where it lands
It’s fun to play God
It’s fun to play the devil
But it ain’t your job

Mama gave me a gun
Put a rifle by the door
And a semi-automatic in the bottom drawer
If you want peace, then you want war
That’s what the trigger and the cap is coming for

Nobody knows who’s next
And I suppose it’s pointless
And that’s the point, isn’t it?
Flip a coin and don’t give a shit where it lands
It’s fun to play God
It’s fun to play the devil
But it ain’t your job
It’s fun to play God
It’s fun to play the devil
But it ain’t your job

Nobody knows who’s next
And I suppose it’s pointless
And that’s the point, isn’t it?