The Love Song
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, killing us away
Father: Do you love your gun? (yeah!) God? (yeah!) The Government?
Do you love
your gun? (yeah!) God? (yeah!) The Government (fuck yeah!)
Bullet: I've got love songs in my head,
killing us away... I've got love songs in my head, killing us away
She tells me I'm a pretty bullet, I'm gonna be a
star someday 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, killing us away
Father: Do you love your gun? (yeah!) God? (yeah!) The government?
(x2)
Do you love your gun? (yeah!) God? (yeah!) The government (fuck yeah!)
Bullet: I've got love songs
in my head, killing us away I've got love songs in my head, killing us away I've got love songs in my head, killing
us away
Father: Do you love your gun? (yeah!) God? (yeah!) The government? (x2)
Do you love your gun?
(yeah!) God? (yeah!) The government? (fuck yeah!)
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