Charlie Get Your Gun Lyrics

Hey, hey smoky with the iron grip
Bang bang knocking it down
Hangman headed on the psycho trip
He gives the best stretch aroundI got the hear say, no where to run
I got a bed on the sun
I got it loaded before we were found
They give the best holes aroundLooking down the barrel of your best friend
Something in the air smells just like you've already wonSweet Mother Mary, will you let me be?
I'm trying just to find my way home
Everything coming up catastrophe
Pandemonium ruling the domeThey got the numbers and the outside won
They got a rope around the sun
But I put the hangman in a cold dirt mound
He gave the best stretch aroundLooking down the barrel of your best friend
Something in the air smells just like you've already won
Looking down the barrel [Incomprehensible]
Something in the air smells just like Charlie get your gunCall me suicide, call me getting stronger
Call me when the sun is gone

Call me homicide, call me sane no longer
Call me when the race is wonCall me suicide, call me getting stronger
Call me when the sun is gone
Call me homicide, call me sane no longer
Call me when the race is wonCall me suicide, call me getting stronger
Call me when the sun is gone
Call me homicide, call me sane no longer
Call me when the race is won
Songwriters
Carlo Verni;Robert Joseph EllsworthPublished by
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