One shot,down ya go No understandin' of what it takes To keep it together Another bullshit point of view What's it comin' to Travel in gangs,can't make it alone What's the matter son,ain't ya got no home What's it comin' to Whatcha doin boy
Stand your ground Fight your wars While evil waits just outside your door
You're lookin' for trouble but you just can't Figure it out You can't run from a loaded gun
One shot,down ya go Can't you see you're nobody's hero Can't you see you're everybody's fool
Have ya got what it takes To keep it together Another puppet on a string and you're hangin' on forever
No comprehension of what's in store It's the end of the line 'cause there ain't no more And evil waits just outside your door
You're lookin' for trouble but you just can't Figure it out You can't run from a loaded gun
There's no rules to the game And it ain't gonna change Not in this lifetime,baby This pushin' and shovin' This rough kind of lovin' Just leaves you with nothin'
But you're back to the wall Back to the wall
You're lookin' for trouble but you just can't Figure it out You can't run from a loaded gun