LYRICS
作曲 : James Mankey/Johnette Napolitano/Harry Rushakoff
There's a green plaid jacket on the back of the chair
It's like a moment frozen forever there
Mom and dad had a lot of big plans for their little man
So proud
Mama's gone crazy 'cause her baby's got down
By some teenage car chase war out of bounds
It was the wrong place, wrong time, a wrong end of the gun
Sing
Shoot
Shoot straight from the hip, yeah
You're all gone in a trigger slip
It could have been
It could have been your brother
Shoot straight, shoot to kill, yeah
Blame each other, well, blame yourselves
You know
God is a bullet Have mercy on us everyone
They're gonna call me sir, they'll all stop picking up me
Well I'm a high school grad I'm over 5 foot 3
I'll get a badge and a gun and I'll join the P.D
They'll see
He didn't have to use the gun, they put in his hand
But when the guy came at him, well he panicked and ran
And it's thirty long years before they give him another chance
And it's sad sad sad
Shoot straight from the hip, yeah
You're all gone in a trigger slip
It could have been
It could have been your mother
Shoot straight, shoot to kill, yeah
Blame each other, blame yourself
You know
God is a bullet Have mercy on us everyone
Shoot straight from the hip, yeah
You're all gone in a trigger slip
It could have been
It could have been your mother
John Lennon
Doctor King and four innocent guys
Goddamn nothin'
God is a bullet, have mercy on us everyone
God is a bullet, have mercy on us everyone, oh, no no