Death in the Afternoon

Harold Walker was a banker He drove a Mercerdes-Benz He was a well respected, rich, young man He'd got a house in the country He was a member of the club and His girlfriend Diana was so sweet Larry Smith was Harry's schoolmate He has always been a warrior Never he had money or a job Wednesday afternoon, 5 p.m. It happened on the new built highway Harry was a bit diverted and So he lost the control of his car And crashed into a truck And he hadn't a chance, he had never a chance Death in the afternoon, Larry was the first to come along As he saw his old mate Harry The chequecards covered with blood, He knew, he was the richer one of both Harry had a million dollars But he'd lived to short And he hadn't a chance, he had never a chance Death in the afternoon Death in the afternoon It could come very soon Death in the afternoon Your coffin has no pockets