Small Tales lyrics

A boy fourteen, he loves to fight, feels the jungle beat

Friday night, out on the street, wants to use his knife

Unfortuned man with a bottle

Gets cold blade through the heart

A little expensive price for a half bottle of flat beer

True stories from our everyday life

Could you waste your brother, your sister or wife

Small tales from the neighbourhood

And everyone of them is true

You too know few who know story or two

Twenty-year old lovebirds trying to be a family

Living on a wellfare, two kids both taken away

Man gets jealous, he has to show her

The real and true love

Just laughing while stabbing her

Hundred and thirteen times

True stories from our everyday life

Could you waste your brother, your sister or wife

Small tales from the neighbourhood

And everyone of them is true

You too know few who know story or two

Three old men having a ball, drinks won't fall short

Happy guys are enjoying the night by bashing the kind host

Playing the noble dart game, using the man as a board

And finally setting him on fire, "I think he's dead now"

True stories from our everyday life

Could you waste your brother, your sister or wife

Small tales from the neighbourhood

And everyone of them is true

You too know few who know story or two

• Artist:Stone (Finland)
• Album:Emotional Playground