Petes Poetry
Shoot Through
Distance and time, Well that's doing speed.
Reason and rhyme, well that's something you read.
And doing time, I guess I'm in for life.
Yours or mine, I guess it has a price.
As I pay on the pavement, blood and dollars gather.
And what you value, it's just a form of matter.
So shoot me, shoot it up, as you shoot through.
Take a shot, take what you value, as others do as you do.
The money shot, the sitting duck, who be the victim.
Choose your choice, and it's you who picked em.
So pick yourself up, it's the same as having a shot.
The tactical attack of the tacs, one life is all you've got.
Peter Riddoch.
Reason and rhyme, well that's something you read.
And doing time, I guess I'm in for life.
Yours or mine, I guess it has a price.
As I pay on the pavement, blood and dollars gather.
And what you value, it's just a form of matter.
So shoot me, shoot it up, as you shoot through.
Take a shot, take what you value, as others do as you do.
The money shot, the sitting duck, who be the victim.
Choose your choice, and it's you who picked em.
So pick yourself up, it's the same as having a shot.
The tactical attack of the tacs, one life is all you've got.
Peter Riddoch.
