I've got a crush on a pretty pistol
Should I tell her that I feel this way?
Father told us to be faithfulI've got a crush on a pretty pistol
Should I tell her that I feel this way
I've got love songs in my head killing us awayDo you love your guns?
(Yeah)
God?
(Yeah)
Your government?Do you love your guns?
(Yeah)
God?
(Yeah)
Your government?
(Fuck yeah)I've got love songs in my head killing us away
Got love songs in my head killing us awayShe tells me I'm a pretty bullet
I'm gonna be a star someday
Mother says that we should look awayShe tells me I'm a pretty bullet
An imitation Christ
I've got love songs in my head killing us awayDo you love your guns?
(Yeah)
God?
(Yeah)
Your government?Do you love your guns?
(Yeah)
God?
(Yeah)
Your government?Do you love your guns?
(Yeah)
God?
(Yeah)
Your government?Do you love your guns?
(Yeah)
God?
(Yeah)
Your government?
(Fuck yeah)I've got love songs in my head killing us away
Got love songs in my head killing us away
Got love songs in my head killing us awayDo you love your guns?
(Yeah)
God?
(Yeah)
Your government?Do you love your guns?
(Yeah)
God?
(Yeah)
Your government?Do you love your guns?
(Yeah)
God?
(Yeah)
Your government?Do you love your guns?
(Yeah)
God?
(Yeah)
Your government?
(Fuck yeah)