The Ballad of Charles Collins #7
Created By iLickPandas With Udio AI
2024-04-18
Lyrics
[intro/chorus] A tiny man with a bald head, strolls through the nights. Keeping peace is his duty, he upholds the rights. Charles may be small, but he's got a mean bite. Patrolling Los Santos, in the city lights. [Chorus] Oh Charles Collins, he's a hell of a man. Guarding every corner, of this forsaken land. When he pulls out his nightstick, people pause to see. Standing tall, all four-foot-three. [intro/chorus] Don't call him small, short or stubby, or you may just die-eeee... Despite the fact that he's tiny, he will make you compl-yyy... Little Charles Collins, is on duty tonight, And while his height may be lacking, he's up for the FIIIIIGHT! [bridge] Even the shadows (the shadows) Respect the name, of Charles brave. His badge may glisten, but his frown's a cave. Little in size, but giant in his strive (Charles Collins). Mighty Charles Collins, with his stride so bold. Up and down streets, his tales are told. [Chorus] Oh Charles Collins, he's a hell of a man. Guarding every corner, of this forsaken land. When he pulls out his nightstick, people pause to see. Standing tall, all four-foot-three. [outro/chorus] Standing tall, all four-foot-three. Standing tall, all four-foot-threeeeee...
