When I was 12 years old, my father took me to a new bank in town
As we seated at the back of the lobby
There was a young guy comes in with a red scarf on his face
He shouted to the fat security guy, saying, "Here comes the gangster"
He said, "Here comes the gangster"
He said, "Here comes the gangster"
And then "bang, bang, bang", he put three bullets into the fat man's head
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My father gently pressed his arm on my shoulder
Saying, "Son, don't you be afraid", I said, "I was not"
Then he smiled and turned his back to the corner
He slowly reached out for his left pocket
And pulled out something I had never seen before
But I just have seen once
But I just have seen once
My father, he pulled out a red scarf on his face
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That was the last scene, that was the last memory
Since then, I never saw my father again
All I can remember about the rest of the afternoon is the sound of his pistol
It goes "bang, bang, bang", "bang, bang, bang"
It goes "bang, bang, bang", "bang, bang, bang"
It goes "bang, bang, bang", "bang, bang, bang"
It goes "bang, bang, bang", "bang, bang, bang"