Lyrics Bang Bang - Dub Pistols, Kitten & The Hip, Barry Ashworth

Bang Bang

So much shit that we don’t say, when we’re talking shit
All night yakking on the old clown food but we never hit the crux of it
Old King Cole was a merry old soul, or so I’ve heard it said
I can’t listen to you no more I think I’d rather be dead
Cos you and me, we got no future
Truthfully, I’d love to shoot ya
Bang bang you’re dead take a bullet in the head
Gotta say I never felt better
I could shoot you a million times, punish you for all your crimes
But you wouldn’t ever get deader
Now I’m taking my time
To polish up my gun
You’re the one
So much fucking that we don’t do
When we’re getting fucked
All night promising to get it done
But there never seems to be enough
Goldilocks was a lovely girl, or so I’ve heard it said
If I get home and the cupboard is bare, I promise you you’ll be dead
Cos you and me, we got no present
Honestly, I just don’t get it
Bang bang you’re dead take a bullet in the head
Gotta say I never felt better
I could shoot you a million times, punish you for all your crimes
But you wouldn’t ever get deader
Now I’m taking my time
To polish up my gun cos you’re the one
On the other hand, there ain’t no other hand
Don’t you understand, you ain’t part of my plan
Well I’m gonna miss ya, come on and let me kiss ya
Cause you know it ain’t right, so let me say good night