.38 Airweight

Yeah, yeah
 Uh, uh, bang, bang
 Uh
 Yeah, Bernie Goetz, I been thinkin' about Bernie Goetz
 Bang, hit deck, D.B. Cooper and Easy Jet
 Bang, go West, find me a place that time forgets
 Bang, check out with the best
 Get rest in a real way
 Hangin' off the chain, back against the frame, off the wall
 Cut against the grain, rub everything raw, call it off
 Come and get me mane, number still the same, give a call
 Probably let it rang, playin' a different game, kill 'em all
 Sinking ships, I've been thinking about sinking ships
 Big risk, pink slips, point missed
 Blame, I've been looking for someone to blame
 Campaigns, big banks, close aim, point blank, bang
 Flag raised out the barrel end reads "you can't win"
 It means y'all can't win
 Bang, I've been lookin' for a new escape
 Probably best if I burrow in opt out, not cop out
 I'm just trying to carve my slice, but the game played is knives out
 And there ain't nowhere hide so I guess it's time
 No more taking the bait, straight-laced complacent restraint
 Got my wrists bent, but they can't lift up
 Let me counter with this, not with a whimper, with a bang, bang
 Hangin' off the chain, back against the frame, off the wall
 Cut against the grain, rub everything raw, call it off
 Come and get me mane, number still the same, give a call
 Probably let it rang, playin' a different game, kill 'em all
 Yeah, vaguest threats, I been thinkin' about Bernie Goetz
 Charley Bronson, lay 'em wet
 I been thinkin' about pulling out heart from chest plate, laid waste
 I been thinkin' about saving face
 I been thinkin' my saving grace is claiming spaces and escaping
 Slip, slip, slip in smoke and self-erasing
 Not a trace, not a sketch etched in opal, held in place
 Bang, I been thinkin' about safe
 I been thinkin' about motives
 I been runnin in place, bang
 Loaded, I've been drinking I'm loaded
 Consequences eroded, yeah I'm on the fence and they know it
 All them politics have been quoted
 Ain't gonna call it quits or decode it
 Alright, all my chips will be thrown in sack of shit, I'm reloaded
 Shots ring off in the distance, make no difference
 Driving in a car, but there ain't no engine on, instincts gone, instant song
 It's been a long and windy road
 Oh, and the bottle's half gone, and the throttle ain't responding, no plans, no land so
 Grown man syndrome, ex-Planeteer
 You could grow out or grow up, just outlast your peers
 And the Children of the Corn syrup got 'em by the ears
 Walk behind the fields, all the dreams reflect your fears
 Ain't nothing else, but pull the belt, spread the wealth, but who dusts the shelf?
 Hell to pay, but it sells itself
 I ordered paradise, born and raised without the help
 Shorter days, I couldn't tell flawed in all the ways, bottle holidays, spend some time on myself
 Pop quiz hot shot, quick fixer-upper
 Another notch and lock stock, bang you's a sucker
 Blame it on my nature, but I learned it from my mother
 Tattoos on my hands replace the lines inside my palms, gone
 De-anxietized, heavy metal weighted joints play the parts, but I'll pace my points
 Back to the crowd and I face the noise
 Homebase, chase the ghost, nothing's never safe
 I made a stick into a gun and stared right at the sun, bang
 Hangin' off the chain, back against the frame, off the wall
 Cut against the grain, rub everything raw, call it off
 Come and get me mane, number still the same, give a call
 Probably let it rang, playin' a different game, kill 'em all
 Hangin' off the chain, back against the frame, off the wall
 Cut against the grain, rub everything raw, call it off
 Come and get me mane, number still the same, give a call
 Probably let it rang, playin' a different game, kill 'em all