Me and a Gun

5 a.m, Friday morning

Thursday night, far from sleep

I'm still up and driving, can't go home, obviously

So I'll just change direction 'cause they'll soon know where I live

And I wanna live

Got a full tank and some chips

Was me and a gun

And a man on my back

And I sang "Holy Holly" as he buttoned down his pants

You can laugh, it's kinda funny

The things you think at times like these

Like, I haven't seen Barbados, so I must get out of this

Yes I wore a slinky red thing, does that mean I should spread?

For you, your friends, your father, Mr. Ed?

Was me and a gun

And a man on my back

But I haven't seen Barbados, so I must get out of this

And I know what this means

Me and Jesus a few years back used to hang

And he said, "It's your choice babe, just remember

I don't think you'll be back in three days time, so you choose well"

Tell me what's right, is it my right

To be on my stomach of Fred's Seville?

Was me and a gun

And a man on my back

But I haven't seen Barbados, so I must get out of this

And do you know Carolina

Where the biscuits are soft and sweet?

These things go through your head when there's a man on your back

You're pushed flat on your stomach

It's not a classic Cadillac

Me and a gun

And a man on my back

But I haven't seen Barbados, so I must get out of this

I haven't seen Barbados, so I must get out of this