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]
"the government?"
"do you love your guns?"
[yeah]
"god?"
[yeah]
"the government?"
[fuck yeah]
The bullet:
"She tells me I'm a pretty bullet
I'm gonna be a star some day
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]
"the government?"
[fuck yeah]
