| Gravemakers & Gunslingers | |
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| Appears On | Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV, Vol. 2 - No World for Tomorrow |
| Track | 7 |
| Length | 4:20 |
| Produced By | Nick Raskulinecz Rick Rubin |
| Preceded By | Mother Superior |
| Followed By | Justice in Murder |
Gravemakers & Gunslingers is the seventh song on the 2007 album Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV, Vol. 2 - No World for Tomorrow.
Lyrics[]
So draw, little piggy
Better watch out for number one
(I fear there’s a bad wind blowing through there!)
You better put up the shutters
'Cause Lord knows I ain’t now stoppin til the worst gets alive
Little strutter don’t you creep out that fuckin rut
(It’s best that you don’t go walking through there!)
Now please don’t bother knockin
'Cause God knows I ain’t now stopping til you breathe none
(Hey!) What I miss? We’re one and the same
Just give it the push, while I kick-start
(There’s just no time for this)
Come on! It’s just the hurt I’m looking for
I don’t wanna live no more
You’ve got the gun, I’ve got the bullets
Don’t wanna live no more
Oh baby be my lover, go on and pull that trigger
You’re the sin of this city, now repent for the wrong you’ve done
(I’m not sorry for this, not sorry at all)
You’re a snake undercover
With no room for another just these bad motherfuckers
Leave a long trail of nothing, little bad boy with gun in hand
(It’s best that you don’t go walking through there)
Now please a come boy a poppin
'Cause God knows I ain’t now stopping till you breathe none
(Hey!) What I miss? We’re one and the same
Just give it the push, while I kick-start
(There’s just no time for this)
Come on! It’s just the hurt I’m looking for
I don’t wanna live no more
You’ve got the gun, I’ve got the bullets
Don’t wanna live no more
Oh baby be my lover, go on and pull that trigger
Let's flood out the weasel’s hole (Oh Christ, will you bury my body?)
To choke out all the lies it’s told (Oh Christ, will you bury my body?)
With time, hope the hurt gets old (Oh Christ, will you bury my body?)
Let's fuck out the weasel’s hole (Oh Christ, will you bury my body?)
We’ll keep marching to the top of this tower
As God isn’t at home
There’s nothing in the way that could stop us
It’s your time to go...
(Hey!) What I miss? We’re one and the same
Just give it the push, while I kick-start
(There’s just no time for this)
Come on! It’s just the hurt I’m looking for
I don’t wanna live no more
You’ve got the gun, I’ve got the bullets
Don’t wanna live no more
Oh baby be my lover, go on and pull that trigger
I don’t wanna live no more
Go on and pull that trigger...
Don’t wanna live no more
Oh baby be my lover, go on and pull that trigger