I wore a shirt one day with a machine gun silhouette, Sportin' a rainbow clip I have this gun guy staring at me, Wondering where I got it And he just about flipped over it I don't know his name, yeah, But just the same, he buys a literal mountain of death And I lost 5 or 6 bidding wars against him, yeah, Until I had no money left! I said until I had no money left! Yeah, until I have no money left, oh!
I don't want you getting hurt If you're too disappointed if the feathers are broken and dead The birds look good in person, but not in the puddles And super vice versa, I bet
I've seen the auctioneer getting pretty frustrated If something good... something bad When I went down there I got pretty damned suspicious, But he seems like a pretty good kid
Yeah, he seems like a pretty good kid! Well, he seems like a pretty good kid!
This joint's been around for a while and it feels Like the same old crowd each time But there's always that chance of a shill-bitten trucker trying To help-a your man make a dime There's one gun guy coming straight out of Texas Doesn't eat not one for himself He's got a kid in the gun shop, she likes to take a ridin' With the trophies of somebody else
Yeah, the trophies of somebody else
Well, the trophies of somebody else
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérprete: John Anthony White (White John A) (RIGHTBACK)Publicado em 2012ECAD verificado fonograma #34509177 em 21/Abr/2024