Текст песни: Autobiography of a Pistol + перевод

I’m a pistol, a forty-five

I just shot two men in this hot-house dive

Now I’m smoking — burning hot barrel of metal

Believe it or not, I was bought by this guy named Ray

A card carrying member of the NRA

But he left me out in his car one day

And now the finger on my trigger hasn’t seen it’s sixteenth birthday

Some things they never tell you when you’re riding the assembly line

Like who’ll be the hands to hold you and what’s their state of mind — -

Hey, I’m not much bigger than a pointed index finger

So who am I to lay the blame?

I’m only here to cause some pain…

The sirens --

I can hear them, they’re singing …

They’re singing my song

«When the sun sets, I get upset --

Darkness fills me and I want to light up the world"…

Would you believe I’ve seen better days?

I starred in westerns and won rave reviews

Now I sit on a shelf, tagged for judgment day

I’ve got to change the jury’s point of view

You see, guns don’t kill people, it’s the bullets that do

I said guns don’t kill people, bullets do

Yeah, the bullets do…

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