Just Another Film Cliche

Just another film cliché Sunglasses in the night time Bullets everywhere The big bad boss of organised crime Is starting to despair He’s swearing down his cell phone Describing the chaotic scene It’s like a bloody battle zone Wherever that has been Kill him and everyone he’s known Fill him full of lead Disrespect to me he’s shown I want that mother dead Guns and bombs and car crashes He survives them everyday With not a scratch on his sunglasses The hero walks away