Nikita Boone - Look at Me Lyrics

Look at me, my life is hell
Today I heard from Personnel
They took my job away
They never liked me much anyway

I guess we'll sell the second car
And three or four of my guitars
You call that country club
Their food was way to rich anyway

There's a dead man on the ground
It took four men to hold him down
For minutes three he made no sound

Look at me, my life is hell
We're getting low on Zinfandel
I sold some stock today
My broker said so anyway

There's a black man on the ground
Two shotgun blasts, one took him down
He took a jog in white bread town

Look at me, my life is hell
My image one big show and tell
The pool needs cleaning
And it's much too cold out anyway

Your bumper sticker says choose life.
"What does that mean" I asked my wife?
It means we're hypocrites
It was starting to bleach out anyway

There's a dead girl in her bed
"They shot my girlfriend" Walker said
They didn't knock they just sprayed lead