You Brought A Knife To A Gunfight Songtext

I was hitching to Morocco
When I rode into Marseilles
Thinking about the Francs that I didnt have
There was only one place to stay, hey hey

Backpack for a pillow, my body on the stone cold floor
I was woken up by the smell of piss
And a knock at my back door, back door yeah

I was on my feet in a heartbeat
Outnumbered two to one
The lame motherfucker pulled a knife on me
It's time to get it on

Stand up, load up, and fire away now
If you think you got a chance take a shot now
I got a bullet, with your name on
If you think you got a chance take a shot son
You bought a knife to a gunfight, so fuck you

I just dont care about money
I've been ripped off all my life
I aint scared of you sonny
It's not the firs time I've seen a knife

And so the story goes
There's a lesson to be learn
If you fuck with a six foot german punk
You're gonna get hurt
You're gonna get Hurt

Stand up, load up and fire away now
If you think you got a chance take a shot now
I've got a bullet, with your name on
If you think you got a chance take a shot son
You bought a knife to a gunfight, so fuck you

(solo)

Stand up, load up and fire away now
If you think you got a chance take a shot now
I've got a bullet, with your name on
If you think you got a chance take a shot son
You bought a knife to a gunfight, so fuck you

Stand up, load up and fire away now
If you think you got a chance take a shot now
I've got a bullet, with your name on
If you think you got a chance take a shot son
You bought a knife to a gunfight, so fuck you
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