Go get your gun.
Get your gun
and lets find out what it does.
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
We haven't won, and If we win,
And if the morning light sets in,
we've cheated fate again.
And to those who die
please try to understand.
That for those who die
we tried the best we can.
With our one foot in the grave,
while the other one's kickin' its way
right down to hell.
Go get your gun.
Get your gun,
Imposing penance one by one.
You've got a virtue in a vice.
It forces fate. You're taking lives.
With all the history to guide,
you've got a passion in those eyes,
So aim it straight and true.
And to those who die
please try to understand.
That for those who die
we tried the best we can.
With our one foot in the grave,
while the other one's kickin' its way
right down to hell.
Now, when this is over.
Then, we'll raise a glass.
Straight up to the sun
With our one foot in the grave,
while the other one's kickin' its way
right down to hell.
Go get your gun.
Get your gun
and lets find out what it does.
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
We haven't won, and If we win,
And if the morning light sets in,
we've cheated fate again.
And to those who die
please try to understand.
That for those who die
we tried the best we can.
With our one foot in the grave,
while the other one's kickin' its way
right down to hell.
