Shoot me
I am a gun
Don't take me off the shelf,
You'll be sorry you drew me,
Sorry you knew me.
I am a gun
You think flowers are pretty
But they don't mean to be
They're just hungry for sun.
& it's true I'm a lousy man
But I'm a fine, shiny gun.
Sorry I went off honey
Sorry I love to fight
Sorry I went off honey
Sorry I'm not right
Hing hang hung
I am a gun
Hing hang hung
I am a gun
I am a gun