You Am I - Gunslingers lyrics
[You Am I - Gunslingers lyrics]
Well they say that there ain't
No gunslingers left in town
But he’s rollin’ them one hand ciggies
And knocking them coke cans down
Now two times a week one all
Covers them for a dozen
He straps that Gretsch on to his
Neck and gets those silvers tuggin’, now go
Well I've learned from the best not
To trample with others nest
And my style belies all the
Tales and the miles
But each weekend I own each
Square metre I'm allowed
I'm your pistol for hire, yeah
The last gunslinger in town
Well old band hit the top 50
Yeh til it all went pear-shaped
When some dick had revelation to record in LA
Now he just can't wait for
That sun to hide away
Til that day glow, it's a pain you
Know, and that buggery sure don't pay
Now go well I've learned from the best not
To trample where others nest
And my style belies all the
Tales and the miles
But each weekend I own each
Square metre I'm allowed
I'm your pistol for hire, yeah
The last gunslinger in town
We're all going to La La land
We're all going to La La land
To lights, thick smoke and loud, loud music
It's the only kinda life
You'll ever understand
Well I've learned from the best not
To trample where others nest
And my style belies all the
Tales and the miles
But each weekend I own each
Square metre I'm allowed
I'm your pistol for hire, yeah
The last gunslinger in town
No gunslingers left in town
But he’s rollin’ them one hand ciggies
And knocking them coke cans down
Now two times a week one all
Covers them for a dozen
He straps that Gretsch on to his
Neck and gets those silvers tuggin’, now go
Well I've learned from the best not
To trample with others nest
And my style belies all the
Tales and the miles
But each weekend I own each
Square metre I'm allowed
I'm your pistol for hire, yeah
The last gunslinger in town
Well old band hit the top 50
Yeh til it all went pear-shaped
When some dick had revelation to record in LA
Now he just can't wait for
That sun to hide away
Til that day glow, it's a pain you
Know, and that buggery sure don't pay
Now go well I've learned from the best not
To trample where others nest
And my style belies all the
Tales and the miles
But each weekend I own each
Square metre I'm allowed
I'm your pistol for hire, yeah
The last gunslinger in town
We're all going to La La land
We're all going to La La land
To lights, thick smoke and loud, loud music
It's the only kinda life
You'll ever understand
Well I've learned from the best not
To trample where others nest
And my style belies all the
Tales and the miles
But each weekend I own each
Square metre I'm allowed
I'm your pistol for hire, yeah
The last gunslinger in town