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Go get your gun |
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Get your gun |
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And lets find out what it does |
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Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot |
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We haven't won |
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And If we win |
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And if the morning light sets in |
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We've cheated fate again |
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And to those who die |
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Please try to understand |
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That for those who die |
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We tried the best we can |
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With our one foot in the grave |
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While the other one's kickin' its way |
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Right down to hell |
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Go get your gun |
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Get your gun |
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Imposing penance one by one |
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You've got a virtue in a vice |
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It forces fate your taking lives |
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With all the history to guide |
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You've got a passion in those eyes |
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So aim it straight and true |
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And to those who'll die |
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Please try to understand |
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That for those who die |
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We've tried the best we can |
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With our one foot in the grave |
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While the other one's kickin' its way |
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Right down to hell |
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Now, When this is over |
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Then, We'll raise a glass |
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Straight up to the sun |
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With our one foot in the grave |
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While the other one's kickin' its way |
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Right down to hell |
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Go get your gun |
|
Get your gun |
|
And lets find out what it does |
|
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot |
|
We haven't won |
|
And If we win |
|
And if the morning light sets in |
|
We've cheated fate again |
|
And to those who die |
|
Please try to understand |
|
That for those who die |
|
We tried the best we can |
|
With our one foot in the grave |
|
While the other one's kickin' its way |
|
Right down to hell |
