Gunslinger

Hey kid, mind your head
You don't know what they just said about you
Oh please, connect the call
The nasty things up on the wall, around you
Operator
The kids with dirty tricks
They're goin' into politics
They fight their wars with stones and sticks
I, I,I wanna be a gunslinger
Or something cool like that
I, I, I wanna be a gunslinger
Or something cool like that
I guess
Too bad you got no class
The suit and tie just didn't match
It made you
Sick and tired of the day to day
Close your eyes to get away
It follows you
Instigator
The kids with dirty grins
They're goin' into medicine
They give the folks their Ritalin
I, I, I wanna be a gunslinger
Or something cool like that
I, I, I wanna be a gunslinger
Or something cool like that
I guess
You've got your nice shoes
I got my cowboy boots
You've got your pencil pushers
I got my six-shooter
So if you ask me, what it is I'd like to be
I'll pump your body full of lead
Maybe you'll see
I, I, I wanna be a gunslinger
Or something cool like that
I, I, I wanna be a gunslinger
Or something cool like that
I, I, I wanna be a gunslinger
Or something cool like that
I, I, I wanna be a gunslinger
Or something cool like that
I guess



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Writer(s): Caden Cheyenne Medders
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