Death in the Afternoon
Harold Walker was a banker
He drove a Mercerdes-Benz
He was a well respected, rich, young man
He'd got a house in the country
He was a member of the club and
His girlfriend Diana was so sweet
Larry Smith was Harry's schoolmate
He has always been a warrior
Never he had money or a job
Wednesday afternoon, 5 p.m.
It happened on the new built highway
Harry was a bit diverted and
So he lost the control of his car
And crashed into a truck
And he hadn't a chance, he had never a chance
Death in the afternoon,
Larry was the first to come along
As he saw his old mate Harry
The chequecards covered with blood,
He knew, he was the richer one of both
Harry had a million dollars
But he'd lived to short
And he hadn't a chance, he had never a chance
Death in the afternoon
Death in the afternoon
It could come very soon
Death in the afternoon
Your coffin has no pockets...
Morte à Tarde
Harold Walker era um banqueiro
Ele dirigia um Mercedes-Benz
Era um jovem rico e respeitado
Tinha uma casa no campo
Era membro do clube e
Sua namorada Diana era tão doce
Larry Smith era colega de escola do Harry
Ele sempre foi um lutador
Nunca teve dinheiro ou emprego
Quarta-feira à tarde, 17h
Aconteceu na nova estrada construída
Harry estava um pouco distraído e
Então ele perdeu o controle do carro
E bateu em um caminhão
E ele não teve chance, nunca teve chance
Morte à tarde,
Larry foi o primeiro a chegar
Quando viu seu velho amigo Harry
Os cartões de cheque cobertos de sangue,
Ele sabia, era o mais rico dos dois
Harry tinha um milhão de dólares
Mas viveu pouco demais
E ele não teve chance, nunca teve chance
Morte à tarde
Morte à tarde
Pode chegar muito em breve
Morte à tarde
Seu caixão não tem bolsos...