B.C. ISLAND
[Music:  "Little Amsterdam", Tori Amos]

B.C. Island
here is where I was born
hurry up get into the car now
gotta keep my head down
oh, Mama, it wasn't my bullet

don't take me back to the beach
I try to recall, but it's just out of reach
still, I can't forget those days
which side am I on?

Mama died for love 
of an evil man
but she tried to raise me to be different
she'd do anything to save her son
you see she never got that far
'cause her best friend was a Devilstar
oh, Mama
it wasn't my bullet

round and a round and a round I go
round and a round this time for keeps
Father Alan, can you save my soul
and playing the game has got to count
for something
still, I can't forget those days
which side am I on?

B.C. Island was a bloodbath today
they buried Alan with a prayer I couldn't say
I'll get in my car and ride away
like he said into the sunset
and I won't say
he shouldn't have paid
but Mama
he died by my bullet

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New Lyrics (c) 1999 Emby Quinn

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