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David Sylvian - The Boy With The Gun Lyrics

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  • He knows well his wicked ways
  • A course of bitterness
  • A grudge held from his childhood days
  • As if life had loved him less
  • Reading down his list of names
  • He ticks them one by one
  • He points the barrel at the sky
  • Firing shots off at the sun
  • I am the law and I am the king
  • I am the wisdom, listen to me sing
  • He carves out the victims names
  • In the wooden butt of the gun
  • He leans well back against the tree
  • He knows his kingdoms come
  • Hell breath a sigh self satisfied
  • The work is in good hands
  • He shoots the coins into the air
  • And follows where the money lands
  • I am the law and I am the king
  • I am the wisdom, listen to me sing
  • He pauses at the citys edge
  • Of hellfire and of stone
  • He summons up the devil there
  • To give him courage of his own
  • Hell free the sinners of deceit
  • Theyll hear his name and run
  • His justice is his own reward
  • Measured out beneath the sun
  • I am the law and I am the king
  • I am the wisdom, listen to me sing
  • And my names on the gun

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