CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Tractor Man

I miss my life out on the shooting range
I hold my water gun to vent my rage
And after hours when I'm out of the bar
I fly high, but I don't fly too far
And even work will keep me up all night then
Tractor man shoots at half past ten
I want to kill out in the village again
Sell my children to the bureau of sin
Tractor man, tractor man
Tractor man, tractor man
Tractor man