The Motor City Machine Guns 1 (Six Barrel Shotgun by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club)
I kill you all with a six barrel shotgun I kill you all but i need you so I tear my finger from the trigger baby I tear my fingers 'cause I'm feeling low and son, Son sunday's sun never shone on me Son sunday's sun never shone on me
You got it bad and nothing can save you Don't look back you gotta a lot of nerve to Break your work and just throw it away You'd give your soul but it's just too little too late.
I kill you all with a six barrel shotgun I kill you all but i need you so I tear my finger from the trigger baby I tear my fingers 'cause I'm feeling low and son, Son sunday's sun never shone on me Son sunday's sun never shone on me
It's in your skin moving too quickly Shut your eyes or they'll show you no mercy It's in your love but it don't make it right It's not my time still i've got to be brave We've shaken hands and the criminals won I never liked it but I'm carryin' on To the end with an empty grin You come when i say, you come when i say Son sunday's sun never shone on me Son sunday's sun never shone on me
You lose your tongue but you know you'll never need it Hush your head i don't wanna remind you You held my hand when you couldn't take the pressure Save yourself 'cause i need some stimulation baby
We've shaken hands and the criminals won I never liked it but I'm carryin' on You never liked it till the killin' was done You coome when i say, you come when i say run
I kill you all with a six barrel shotgun I kill you all but i need you so I tear my finger from the trigger baby I tear my fingers 'cause I'm feeling low and son, Son sunday's sun never shone on me Son sunday's sun never shone on me
Never shone on me I never liked it but I'm carryin on You never liked it till the killin' was done