Mightiest of Guns

You see the Sunday bird swinging low The fever in your brain only grows And The Murder Boys are running down the street You can see 'em through the window from your seat Hear the sound of the mightiest of guns And the shadows go like ghosts across your road Oh take the world and burn it in a spoon A mercy ship to sail you off to sleep To where the crimson angels swim the deep There's no hiding from the mightiest of guns With every breath you drink in the night You won't give up your blue without a fight And looking at the sky there is no pain See the stars all falling down like burning rain They were fired by the mightiest of guns Tomorrow I'll be out of my mind The bear will dance and the organ will grind And I'm laughing 'cause I know there ain't no sin All the world on the head of a pin Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns