Knocking on Heaven’s Door – Eduard Dantes

I’m knocking on heaven’s door
But I don’t want to go in.

The door is wide open
I don’t even have to knock no more.

But Mama
Mama please

Gimme them guns
‘Cos I can’t afford my own

I got nothing left to use
But my own wasted mind.

So please, please
Please gimme them guns

If not to shoot others
Then to shoot the one that remains…


his name rhymes with ‘mince’. He’s rarely without a notebook and can usually be found next to the closest bottle of red wine. Previously a writer for The Roehampton Lane Journal.

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