AA Bondy
Mightiest of Guns
you see the sunday bird swinging lowthe fever in your brain only growsand the murder boys are running down the streetyou can see 'em through the window from your seathear the sound of the mightiest of gunsand the shadows go like ghosts across your roomwell take the world and burn it in a spoona mercy ship to sail you off to sleepto where the crimson angels swim the deepis no hiding from the mightiest of gunswith every breath you drink in the nightyou won't give up your blue without a fightand looking at the sky there is no painsee the stars all falling down like burning rainthey were fired by the mightiest of gunstomorrow i'll be out of my mindthe bear will dance and the organ will grindand i'm laughing cause i know there ain't no sinall the world on the head of a pinturning fast beneath the mightiest of gunsturning fast beneath the mightiest of guns
From Letras Mania