Percussion Gun

Well, how do you do?

Little kiss on the cheek

Hey it's been a while, doll

Just beg, borrow, and steal all your time

We'll call you dignified

Well, now it all seems to be cut and dry

So I know which way to run

You're tired, my love

I feel the same, ow

Now take it from me

What else could you do

Now where do you get off

And how can I get there too?

On your time

We'll call you dignified

Well, now it all seems to be cut and dry

So I know which way to run

You're tired, my love

I feel the same, ah

(Ooo...oooooooo...)

You'll never come back

My God, can't you see that?

I know which way to run

You're tired, my love

I feel the same

The leathered lung

Won't speak my name

(Ooo...ooooooo...)

Will everyone see you rise and shine?

It might not be true and that's just fine

Cuz I know which way to run

You're tired my love, I feel the same

The leather lung won't speak my name

Now, even rats would jump this ship

Aw, just give me some peace of mind

Cause I...

(Ooo...Ooo...)