The bullet:
"i've got a crush on a pretty pistol
Should i tell her that i feel this way?
Father told us to be faithful
I've got a crush on a pretty pistol
Should i tell her that i feel this way
I've got love songs in my head
That are killing us away"

The father:
"do you love your
Guns?" (yeah)
"god?"
(yeah)
"your government?"

"do you love your
Guns?"
(yeah)
"god?"
(yeah)
"your government?"
(fuck yeah)

The bullet:
"she tells me i'm a pretty bullet
I'm gonna be a star someday
Mother says that we should look away
She tells me i'm a pretty bullet
An imitation christ
I've got love songs in my head
That are killing us away"

The father:
"do you love your
Guns?"
(yeah)
"god?"
(yeah)
"your government?"
(fuck yeah)








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