Horseshoes and Handgrenades

I'm not fucking around

I think I'm coming out

All the deceivers and cheaters

I think we got a bleeder right now

Want you to slap me around

Want you to knock me out

Well, you missed me, kissed me

Now you better kick me down

Maybe you're the runner up

But the first one to lose the race

Almost only really counts in

Horseshoes and hand grenades

I'm gonna burn it all down

I'm gonna rip it out

Well, everything you employ

Was meant for me to destroy to the ground now

So, don't you fuck me around

Because I'll shoot you down

I'm gonna drink, fight and fuck

And I'm pushing my luck all the time now

Maybe you're the runner up

But the first one to lose the race

Almost only really counts in

Horseshoes and hand grenades

Demolition, self-destruction

Want to annihilate this age-old contradiction

Demolition, self-destruction

Want to annihilate this age-old contradiction

Demolition, self-destruction

Want to annihilate the old age

I'm not fucking around

I think I'm coming out

Well, I'm a hater, a traitor

And a pair of Chuck Taylors right now

I'm not fucking around

G-L-O-R-I-A

G-L-O-R-I-A

G-L-O-R-I-A

G-L-O-R-I-A