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Machine Gun
Tearing my body all apart
Machine Gun, yeah
Tearing my body all apart
Evil man make me kill ya
Evil man make you kill me
Evil man make me kill you
Even though we
Well I pick up my axe and fight like a bomber
(You know what I mean)
Hey! And your bullets keep knocking me down
Hey, I pick up my axe and fight like a bomber now
Yeah, but you still blast me down to the ground
The same way you shoot me down, baby
You
Three times the pain,
and your own self to blame
Hey, Machine Gun
I ain
I ain
After a while, your, your cheap talk don
so let your bullets fly like rain
And you
Yeah, Machine Gun
Tearing my family apart
Yeah, yeah, alright
Tearing my family apart
(Don
(He
(Don
(He
(He ain
(He
(Oh where he can
Yeah, that
(No bullets)
At least here, huh huh
(No guns, no bombs)
Huh huh
(No nothin
(You know, instead of killin
May this be
Love or just
Confusion Born out of
frustration wracked
feelings - of not
being able to
make true physical
love to the
Universal gypsy Queen
True, free expressed music
Darling guitar please
rest. Amen
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