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Two glass eyes
I'll fuckin' tell you lies
I'm on the side of the road
You won't fuckin' die

Yeah, yeah
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot speed kill light
Shoot speed kill light
Shoot speed kill light
Shoot speed kill light
Shoot speed kill light

Shoot speed kill light
You there
Get up on that wall
Get up on that
Who? Who? you (fool) you, you (fool) you, you
Toodaloo
You fool
Jew (Go on and shoot 'em)
Jew (Go
love me
And tell me that you love me
Then get yourself out

â?¦hmmmmmmmmphâ?¦
Don't shoot shoot shoot Carl
Don't shoot shoot shoot
Don't shoot shoot
Shoot, shoot! 
Shoot, shoot! 
Shoot, shoot! 
Shoot! 

Fears command my love, 
Sweet sound scaring me and I call. 
Come on and touch my face,
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang,
THE ROOM SHE'S SEES SOME BUFFOON
BLOWN AWAY BY HER STYLE
SHE GOES OUT OF HER WAY SO THAT SHE CAN PLAY
AND MAKE HIM BEG FOR A LITTLE WHILE
SHOOT 'EM DOWN,
US bombs cruisin' overhead,
There goes my love rocket red,
Shoot it up,
Shoot it up

Blaster bomb bomb bomb ahead,
Multi millions still unfed,
Woh, come on everybody
Wop-bam-a-lu-bop, a-thank you ma'am

US bombs crusin' overhead
There goes my love rocket red

Shoot it up, shoot it up

Who's
US bombs cruisin' overhead
There goes my love rocket red
Shoot it up
Shoot it up

Blaster bomb bomb bomb ahead
Multi millions still unfed
Hey human pollen
Infect us all
Our rubber gloves
Will protect our fall
Just let the A.I.D.S. police go aghead and shoot first
And ask questions later
the room
She sees some buffoon
Blown away by her style
She goes out of her way
So that she can play
And make him beg for a little while

Shoot 'em
the room
She sees some buffoon
Blown away by her style
She goes out of her way
So that she can play
And make him beg for a little while

Shoot 'em
a spell
Found it in a wishing well

It's a matter of mind
You know you can be free forever
So the next time someone
Points a gun at you

Say shoot
It's a test
It's a test
It's a test

The US bombs cruising overhead
But there goes my love rocket red

Shoot it up
Oh, shoot it up

Blaster
Shoot the runner, shoot shoot the runner,
I'm a King and she's my Queen,
Shoot the runner, shoot shoot the runner,
I'm a King and she's my Queen,
there'll come a day
When you just might wonder what slipped away
While you've been with me
And you will want to be free

So Shoot 'em up baby
Shoot 'em
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang,
Well I was out on a drive
On a bit of a trip
Lookin for thrills
To get me some kicks

Yeah I warn you ladies 
I shoot from the hip
I was born
Run
(Run for cover)
For for cover
Don't shoot!
Shoot!
She's so dangerous
(Shotgun!)
(Gun!)
(Don't shoot shotgun!)
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm
You know he can't stand the day
Shoot out the lights. Shoot out the lights

Keep the blind down on the window
Ah, keep the pain on the inside
Just
of an endless bend
Until you shoot; shoot that rebel king down 
There's a shimmering dog sayin' danger; what's at work here?
The in-growing twitch of faceless
the open shore
Waiting for something
Shoot high break low
Aim high shoot low

Break high let go
Shoot high aim low
This was to be our last ride
With
the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ
Voices in my head are sayin'
"Shoot
the open shore
Waiting for something

Shoot high break low
Aim high shoot low
Break high let go
Shoot high aim low

This was to be our last ride

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