THE LOVE SONG

The bullet:
"I've got a crush on a pretty pistol
Should I tell her that I feel this way?
Father told us to be faithful

I've got a crush on a pretty pistol
Should I tell her that I feel this way
Got love songs in my head
Killing us away"

The Father:
"Do you love your guns?" (yeah)
"God?"
(yeah)
"Your government?"

"Do you love your guns?"
(yeah)
"God?"
(yeah)
"The government?"
(Fuck yeah)

Got love songs in my head
Killing us away

Got love songs in my head
Killing us away

The bullet:
"She tells me I'm a pretty bullet
Gonna be a star someday
Mother says we should look away

She tells me I'm a pretty bullet
An Imitation Christ
Got love songs in my head
Killing us away"

The Father:
"Do you love your guns?"
(yeah)
"God?"
(yeah)
"Your government?"

"Do you love your guns?"
(yeah)
"God?"
(yeah)
"Your government?"

"Do you love your guns?"
(yeah)
"God?"
(yeah)
"Your government?"

"Do you love your guns?"
(yeah)
"God?"
(yeah)
"Your government?"
(Fuck yeah)

Got love songs in my head
Killing us away

Got love songs in my head
Killing us away

Got love songs in my head
Killing us away

"Do you love your guns?"
(yeah)
"God?"
(yeah)
"Your government?"

"Do you love your guns?"
(yeah)
"God?"
(yeah)
"Your government?"

"Do you love your guns?"
(yeah)
"God?"
(yeah)
"Your government?"

"Do you love your guns?"
(yeah)
"God?"
(yeah)
"Your government?"
(Fuck yeah)