Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gunslingers & Tombstones , by - Raunchy. Song from the album A Discord Electric, in the genre Release date: 07.10.2010
Record label: Lifeforce
Song language: English
Gunslingers & Tombstones |
| We’re surfing the waves of the blues |
| Through times of gloom and the confused |
| New world police is a western feeling |
| We’re not proud of this |
| Not just a little bit |
| Party girls and pick up lines |
| At your funeral |
| We’re living in a cold world’s industry |
| Right next to the new sheriff in town |
| O' how we fail to see |
| The mouth of the shark |
| You should not bow down |
| And give praise to the beast |
| You should rise up high |
| Above their ungodly feast |
| Close to those who care |
| And always pay tribute |
| To those who dared |
| We’re taking the chance of light |
| I’m telling through times |
| Where no skies are bright |
| I’m still telling you |
| I might be back, I might be back |
| We’re taking the chance of light |
| Through times |
| Where no skies are bright |
| Oil, porn and war |
| Is a western way of life |
| We’re not made of steel |
| It’s just how we feel |
| Dirty deals and cheap girls |
| Beside your coffin' |
| We’re living in a cold world’s harmony |
| Right next the portrait of the patriot |
| O' how we fail to feel |
| The mouth of the shark |
| Close to those who care |
| And always pay tribute |
| To those who dared |
| You should not bow down |
| And give praise to the beast |
| You should rise up high |
| Above their ungodly feast |
| Gives praise to the beast |
| We’re taking the chance of light |
| I’m telling through times |
| Where no skies are bright |
| I’m still telling you |
| I might be back, I might be back |
| Don’t it feel like as if |
| We’re taking the chance of light |
| I’m telling through times |
| Where no skies are bright |
| I’m still telling you |
| I might be back, I might be back |
| Who’s next in line |
| For the big fucking get-away |
| You big cowboy |
| Who’s next in line |
| For the big fucking get-away |
| Gunslingers and tombstones |
| Don’t be long, don’t be gone |
| I think you might be back |
| If so, break my back |
| We’re taking the chance of light |
| I’m telling through times |
| Where no skies are bright |
| I’m still telling you |
| I might be back, I might be back |
| Don’t it feels like as if |
| We’re taking the chance of light |
| I’m telling through times |
| Where no skies are bright |
| I’m still telling you |
| I might be back, I might be back |
| We’re taking the chance of light |
| Through times |
| Where no skies are bright |
| I’m still telling you |
| I might be back, I might be back |