Lyric Me And A Gun

Me And A Gun

5am Friday morning Thursday night far from sleep
I m still up and driving can t go home obviously
So I ll just change direction cause they ll soon know where I live
And I wanna live
Got a full tank and some chips

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
And I sang "holy holy" as he buttoned down his pants

You can laugh
Its kind of funny
Things you think
Times like these
Like I haven t seen Barbados so I must get out of this

Yes I wore a slinky red thing
Does that mean I should spread for you,
your friends
Your father
Mr Ed

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven t seen Barbados so I must get out of this

And I know what this means
Me and Jesus a few years back used to hang
And he said "it s your choice babe just remember
I don t hink you ll be back in 3 days time so you choose well"

Tell me whats right
Is it my right to be on my stomach
of Fred s Seville

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven t seen Barbados so I must get out of this

And do you know Carolina
Where the biscuits are soft and sweet
These things go through your head when there s a man on your back
And you re pushed
flat on your stomach
it s not a classic Caddilac

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven t seen Barbados so I must get out of this
I haven t seen Barbados so I must get out of this