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Six Barrel Shotgun

This song is by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club and appears on the album Take Them On, On Your Own (2003).

I kill you all with a six barrel shotgun
I kill you all but I need you so
I tear my finger from the trigger, baby
I tear my fingers 'cause I'm feeling low and son
Son Sunday's sun never shone on me
Son Sunday's sun never shone on me

You've got it bad, nothing can save you
Don't look back, you've gotta lot of nerve to
Break your word and just throw it away
You'd give your soul but it's just too little too late

I kill myself with a six barrel shotgun
I kill you all but I need you so
I tear my finger from the trigger, baby
I tear my fingers 'cause I'm feeling low and son
Son Sunday's sun never shone on me
Son Sunday's sun never shone on me

It's in your skin, moving too quickly
Shut your eyes or they'll show you no mercy
It's in your love, but it don't make it right
It's not my time, still I've got to be brave

We've shaken hands and the criminals won
I never liked it, but I'm carryin' on
To the end with an empty grin
You come when I say, you come when I say
Son Sunday's sun never shone on me

Son Sunday's sun never shone on me

You lose your tongue but you know you'll never need it
Hush your head, I don't wanna remind you
You held my hand when you couldn't take the pressure
Save yourself 'cause I need some stimulation, baby

We've shaken hands and the criminals won
I never liked it but I'm carryin' on
You never liked it till the killin' was done
You come when I say, you come when I say run

I kill you all with a six barrel shotgun
I kill you all, but I need you so
I tear my finger from the trigger, baby
I tear my fingers 'cause I'm feeling low and son
Son Sunday's sun never shone on me
Son Sunday's sun never shone on me
Son Sunday's sun
Son Sunday's sun
Son Sunday's sun never shone on me

Never shone on me
I never liked it but I'm carryin' on
Never shone on me
I never liked it but I'm carryin' on
Never shone on me
You never liked it till the killin' was done

Written by:

Peter Hayes; Nick Jago; Robert Turner

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