Letra

Bucktooth Willy and his friends love to mess with me and I let 'em He likes to dance and sing on the table, before someone gets 'em Shoots stray bullets into trees Hide in tires Drive in circles, we like to go 'round, and 'round, and 'round And 'round, and 'round, and 'round, and 'round They're extremists and I don't like it I just wanted to have a good time They're playing with the law I don't wanna be on the run They're enemies of the federation I can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore guns I can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore guns (I said that really funny) Give me some fun that isn't trouble Give me some words that don't mean somethin' double Give me a job that doesn't wear me down to the bone I've come home at night and I don't wanna be I don't wanna be alone They're extremists and I don't like it I just wanted to have a good time They're playing with the law I don't wanna be on the run They're enemies of the federation I can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore guns I can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore guns They're extremists and I don't like it I just wanted to have a good time They're playing with the law I don't wanna be on the run They're enemies of the federation I can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore guns I can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore guns I can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore guns I can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore guns I can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore guns I can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore, can't handle anymore guns
Writer(s): Avshalom Weinberg, Olivia Osby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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