Incubus
Pistola

On the tip of my tongue
An offensive is poised and rearing
My intention a bullet
My body a trigger finger

And my pen is a pistola
Let go of your fear
And my pen is a pistola

My secret arsenal is
An infinite ageless ink well
It's a fountain of youth
And a patriot's weapon of choice

And my pen is a pistola
Let go of your fear
And my pen is a pistola

On the tip of my tongue
An offensive is poised and rearing
My intention a bullet
My body a trigger finger

And my pen is a pistola
Let go of your fear
And my pen is a pistola