Lyrics
The man let go with both the barrels
Sorted out his petty quarrels
No street fighter no man of steel
Just easy action, shoot to kill
Get a gun, shoot for fun
Take a life get on the run
Where d'you go, who d'you see ?
This pressure's made a killer out of me
An invitation across the nation
To go killing in the streets
The pressure's here, the time is right
For shooting up the streets now
Shoot for fun
Take a life get on the run
Where d'you go, who d'you see ?
This pressure's made a killer out of me
No food, no clothes, no job, no money
Come inside and taste the honey...
Blow away Los Angeles
Blow away New York City
Blow away their countryside
We don't need another treaty
Blow away old Humberside
London Town and Seattle
Blow away the common Market
Better just go farm some cattle
No matter where you are
You know you won't get far
From the shooting and the pain
Don't you bring it back again
Get a gun, shoot for fun
Take a life get on the run
Where d'you go, who d'you see ?
This pressure's taken its toll on me
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