Tombstone
Taking out the garbage at the Columbia hotel
Nobody got a ticket out of cripple town
Better call suspension - bakelite and dial
We'll take the fucking building out
Baader Meinhof style
Every day, every hour, every moment
Every dawn to sundown
Everybody's gonna get it
In tombstone
Every day, every hour, every moment
For the rest of the year
Everybody's gonna get it
Tombstone
Like to thank my mother for inventing
Rock and roll
I'd be lost without it, i would not be whole
Honeymoon is over, waiting for the cops
Sitting shit faced in Dan's car
Thinking 'bout who we're not
Every day, every hour, every moment
Every dawn to sundown
Everybody's gonna get it
In tombstone
Every day, every hour, every moment
For the rest of the year
Everybody's gonna get it
Tombstone is here
Tombstone, tombstone have a gun
Everybody's got all the women and children
All tied up for fun
Got to see a doctor
I want to turn my bones to milk
Nobody ever found the gold upon the hill
And I wanted glamour, not tragic rock n roll
And I want a lover, who'll nail me to the wall
Every day, every second, every hour
Every dawn to sundown
Everybody's gonna get it
In tombstone
Every day, every second we're related
For the rest of the year
Everybody's gonna get it
Tombstone is here
Nobody got a ticket out of cripple town
Better call suspension - bakelite and dial
We'll take the fucking building out
Baader Meinhof style
Every day, every hour, every moment
Every dawn to sundown
Everybody's gonna get it
In tombstone
Every day, every hour, every moment
For the rest of the year
Everybody's gonna get it
Tombstone
Like to thank my mother for inventing
Rock and roll
I'd be lost without it, i would not be whole
Honeymoon is over, waiting for the cops
Sitting shit faced in Dan's car
Thinking 'bout who we're not
Every day, every hour, every moment
Every dawn to sundown
Everybody's gonna get it
In tombstone
Every day, every hour, every moment
For the rest of the year
Everybody's gonna get it
Tombstone is here
Tombstone, tombstone have a gun
Everybody's got all the women and children
All tied up for fun
Got to see a doctor
I want to turn my bones to milk
Nobody ever found the gold upon the hill
And I wanted glamour, not tragic rock n roll
And I want a lover, who'll nail me to the wall
Every day, every second, every hour
Every dawn to sundown
Everybody's gonna get it
In tombstone
Every day, every second we're related
For the rest of the year
Everybody's gonna get it
Tombstone is here
Credits
Writer(s): Luke Michael Haines
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