Hey, mm-yeah
Thrico, yeah!
See the sound, it crashes in, all around, it gets in
Now take your hands and raise them up
Into to the air, and that's all around ya
Now bring them down like a clock at two
Shake your head, you know what to do, yeah
They want to put guns in the sky, someone out there ain't gonna like it
Well it could be good, make us love each other
Have to realize I own the future
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky, child grows up to see
Guns in the sky used 2 be on TV
I wanna change, forgot the joke
It's great to see U but I'm running late
Da da da, love your hair
Da da da, lend me a ten
Da da da, I love your big house
Da da da, could you spare a dime?
Well I'm sick of it, it's a load o’ fucking shit!
Stop the world and let off all the fools
And let them go live with their guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
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