
Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Song language: English
Machine Gun |
Machine Gun, yeah |
Tearing my body all apart |
Evil man make me kill ya |
Evil man make you kill me |
Evil man make me kill you |
Even though we’re only families apart |
Well I pick up my axe and fight like a farmer |
(You know what I mean) |
Hey! |
And your bullets keep knocking me down |
Hey, I pick up my axe and fight like a farmer now |
Yeah, but you still blast me down to the ground |
The same way you shoot me down, baby |
You’ll be going just the same |
Three times the pain, |
and your own self to blame |
Hey, Machine Gun |
I ain’t afraid of your mess no more, babe |
I ain’t afraid no more |
After a while, your, your cheap talk don’t even cause me pain, |
so let your bullets fly like rain |
'Cause I know all the time you’re wrong baby |
And you’ll be going just the same |
Yeah, Machine Gun |
Tearing my family apart |
Yeah, yeah, alright |
Tearing my family apart |
(Don't you shoot him down) |
(He's 'bout to leave here) |
(Don't you shoot him down) |
(He's got to stay here) |
(He ain’t going nowhere) |
(He's been shot down to the ground) |
(Oh where he can’t survive, no, no) |
Yeah, that’s what we don’t wanna hear anymore, alright? |
(No bullets) |
At least here, huh huh |
(No guns, no bombs) |
Huh huh |
(No nothin', just let’s all live and live) |
(You know, instead of killin') |
May this be |
Love or just |
Confusion Born out of |
frustration wracked |
feelings — of not |
being able to |
make true physical |
love to the |
Universal gypsy Queen |
True, free expressed music |
Darling guitar please |
rest. |
Amen |
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