| 79 shiny revolvers
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| American made misery night
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| Little you know, maybe you need one
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| One in your left hand and one in your right
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| Everyday and where ever I go now
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| The march of the man, the black and the blue
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| 79 shiny revolvers
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| Pointing at me, love
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| And pointing at you
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| Now everybody talking about it
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| So we can talk about it too
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| You really wanna save the world man?
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| Well, I wanna save it too
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| We could blow 'em away
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| The American way
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| 79 shiny revolvers
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| Open your eyes into the new day
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| Middle of June, officer down
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| Trying to sleep but all of the silence
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| It’s been waking me up
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| And bringing me down
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| The camera’s on to cover the action
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| Civilians all dressed to the nines
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| They gather around to see the disaster
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| Take a picture or two
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| Or get on the news
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| What a beautiful life
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| Now everybody talking about it
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| So we can talk about it too
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| You really wanna save the world man?
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| Well, I wanna save it too
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| We could blow 'em away
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| The American way
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| 79 shiny revolvers
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| There’s a killer on the run
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| But look at all the pretty flowers brought by everyone
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| What a beautiful array
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| Even though he got away
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| Now everybody talking about it
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| So we can talk about it too
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| You wanna be a superhero?
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| Well, I’ve got news for you
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| We could blow 'em away
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| The American way
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| 79 (bang, bang, bang)
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| 79 (bang, bang, bang)
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| 79 shiny revolvers |