Look out ahead
I see danger come
I wanna pistol
I wanna gun
Im scared baby
I wanna run
This worlds crazy
Give me the gun
Baby, baby
Aint it true
Im immortal
When Im with you
But I wanna pistol
In my hand
I wanna go to
A different land
I met a man
He told me straight
You gotta leave
Its getting late
Too many cops
Too many guns
All trying to do something
No-one else has done
Baby, baby...
I walk on concrete
I walk on sand
But I cant find
A safe place to stand
Im scared baby
I wanna run
This worlds crazy
Gimme the gun
Baby, baby
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