Get Myself a Gun

Hey, I’m gonna get myself a gun
If I do, hell, you better run
Hot Town
All Dead
All Sleep
All too well fed
Brother, sisters
Can’t tell my mother
Now she’s gone
Looks Like we were born to die
This cult of suicide called life
Hot Town
All Dead
All Sleep
All too well fed
Brother, sisters
Can’t tell my mother, now she’s gone
She’s gone
I found a diamond ring
It didn’t mean a thing
I gave it to her
She wears t
Now she’s mine
She’s mine
She’s mine
She’s mine
Hey, I’m going to sleep
This towns not gonna bother me
Hot town
All dead
All sleep
All too well fed
Brother, sisters
Can’t tell my mother, now she’s gone
Now she’s gone
Now she’s gone
Now she’s gone
Hey