Lyrics:
“this town needs guns”
So, they flood them in my city
“the people need drugs”
So, they flood them in my city
I tell them “don’t shoot this my little
deep into bottom shelf whisky watching audiotree of this town needs guns
critiquing everything and watching videos of your band that i wish i didn’t like
Or get your block knocked off in the gridlock,
Tried to play God but that was no fun, so listen son,
This town needs guns.
Tiptoe along the precipice
controlled
It's our only last chance to carry on
So tell me "what are you waiting for?"
This town needs some guns to break the wall
Sky falls, crumble and hit
a spark
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancin' in the dark
Messages keeps gettin' clearer
Radio's on and I'm movin' 'round my place
I check
a spark
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancin' in the dark
Messages keeps gettin' clearer
Radio's on and I'm movin' 'round my place
I check
take control
You're a scared little girl in this big, bad town
(You need some one)
So easy to sink, so easy to drown
(Who will be strong)
don't need me here
I don't need this town
To morrow who'll remember my name
To morrow who'll remember I came
Don't care which road I'll go down
As long
said, "It's time for me to be moving on"
Dirty city, this is a dirty town
Where's the pity, I can't move on up to higher ground
I spoke to my woman
somehow? Make a move to higher ground
Won't you help somehow? I need a little help
Dirty city, this is a dirty town
Where's the pity, I can't move on up
gun shot huh
Can you feel it, we gon' gun shot huh
Oaktown in the house
Niggas goin' gun shot huh
(that nigga gotta gun)
Rich Town in
the gun when I'm done
'Cause I know that revenge is sweet
So sweet
This is a gang, ladies thang
Baby bang, tell me what you need, oh
Any motherfucker
need you to fire
Cock your gun, wet your sights
Get the bull dead to rights
Volunteers, one pace back
On the beach ain't no place for kids
When
a lot of most likelys in this town
Just because a house needs a coat of paint
That doesn't mean a girl is somethin' she ain't
a spark
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Message keeps getting clearer
Radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place
I
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Settle down far from town, get him a pirogue
And he'll catch
of my love for free
But whatever I say, you'll never see
Acquire a taste for a different sound
Make or break it this side of town
Life will never be
Dateline early Sunday morning
Shots ring out without a warning
No one seems to even blink in this town
Two dead and a baby missing
Sirens
This truck needs a half tank
These wheels need a two lane
This radio needs three songs to play
To get me 'cross town to you
That dress needs
There's a story to tell about days of old
A man and his gun, a street fighter I'm told
There's one in every town, tryin' to make himself a name
If
miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town
I need a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town
attraction
Is back in town
Press the pedal to the metal
On your mark, set, go
Under the gun
Do your living on the trigger
Under the gun
Walk
just tired and bored with myself
Hey there, baby, I could use just a little help
You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's
got it, do you get it
If so, how often?
Which do you choose
A hard or soft option?
(How much do you need?)
In a West End town, a dead end world
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