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Here we come
I got that.
I got the smell of whisky
And leather cadillacs
Got a mother running
With a real tight rack.
No winners here
Only powdered lead
Brain dead boy
With a nail in his head.
Year of the gun now
Year of the gun now.
There's no mercy under the miracle bell
Glamour and glitz
God's fiery hell
Beyond the belly
Heaven can't move
In the night time rush
That bubbles and brews.
Those saintly sinners here
Who say their prayers
There's all the riches
For he that dares.
And the ghostly sceptre
Of life's lost and found
I'll meet you buried six feet
Under the ground.
Revenge is sipped
Like cold chicken soup
You're in you're out boy
How do you figure in this loop.
Year of the gun now
Climbing up a mountain.
Jimmy boy now
He looks so cute
He's packing like a mule
In his killing suit.
Year of the gun now
Year of the gun now.
I stopped breathing at 245
Ambulance came
Said I was still alive
Cut'em down young
In some bloody hail.
The track line ends
With a silver rail
And the saintly sinners
Who say their prayers
There's all riches here
For he that dares.
But the ghostly sceptre
Of life's lost and found
I'll meet you buried
Six feet underground.
Year of the gun
Give me a smile now
Year of the gun.
Year of the gun babe
Year of the gun now
Give me a smile now
Year of the gun now
Year of the gun now
Here a gun now.
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