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by Matter Of Fact Dec 20, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Parody of Guns of Brixton by the clash that i rewrote after Litvinenkos poisoning Litvinenko came from Russia A former secret spy His country is corrupted Bought it to the public eye Loved his country so much But he was forced to run Exiled for a lifetime For things he claimed to know You can chase him You can kill him But you've only silenced one Oh, LitvinenkoYou see, he felt so betrayed By the country that he loved His game ain\'t called denyin\' Its the truth that he has to tell Putin wanted murder He had no other choice The truth he thought is no good When you havent got a voicePutin showed no mercy Didn\'t shoot him with a gun No need for the hired hitman Toxic poison is the one You can chase him You can kill him Yes, even kill him But oh LitvinenkoPoisoned in a resturaunt Waiting in death row His game ain\'t called denyin\' Its the truth he has to tellYou can chase him You can kill him Yes, even kill him But oh Litvinenko Don\'t give up on the truth If its what you want to know His memory lives on They only silenced oneYou can chase him You can kill him But you\'ve only silenced one Oh, Litvinenko