Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
U.S. Bombs
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
K. Martinez
Songwriter
D. Peters
Songwriter
Lyrics
I bought a pistol and I'm gonna use it
(One shot, two shot down)
I got martial law, it's in my hand
(One shot, two shot down)
Two motherfuckers are gonna die
You went behind
My back for what was mine
(One shot, two shot down)
The guilt was dripping down her legs
(One shot, two shot down)
And you're gonna die for a dead lie
(One shot, two shot down)
A smelly cunt, pathetic prick
A fare for the carnival
Two midgets are fucking slime
(One shot, two shot down)
Your face is gone, it's all blown up
(One shot, two shot down)
One shot, two shots
Bodies laying in the mud
I shot you down
You cheat on me, you make me mad
I shot you down
Gave you both all my love
I shot you down
Now you're dead in public
I shot you down
I shot you down (one shot, two shot down)
I just shot you down (one shot, two shot down)
I shot you down (one shot, two shot down)
(One shot, two shots)
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