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He's a man with a loaded gun little part of everyone looking for someone to erase all the damage that has been done d
And oh he feels so fine just like the catcher in the rye and oh he knows his race is almost run he's a man with a loaded gun--
d And things have never been as clear now that the time is near & the angels inside his head have given him the power of life and death
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Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em all down now Shoot 'em down, down the phonies
d He's a man with a loaded gun doesn't want to hurt no one just looking for redemption somewhere between the Father and the Son
d And oh he feels so fine . . . d
Walking down a neon street all the people like blind men they've given their eyes to a lie and the devil walks beside them
d He's a man with a loaded gun--
d copyright words & music Luke Powers for Phoebe Claire Publishing 2001 |
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