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Testo: A. A. Bondy. The Mightiest Of Guns.

You see the sunday birds swinging low ,
and a fever in your brain only grows
and the murder boys are running down the street ,
you can see 'em from the window from your seat
Hear the sound of the mightiest of guns

And the shadows go like ghosts accross your room ,
oh, take the world and burn it in a spoon
A mercy ship to sail you off to sleep ,
to where the ??? and angels swim the deep
there is no hiding from the mightiest of guns

worth every breath you drink in the night ,
you won't give up your blue without a fight
And looking at the sky there is no pain ,
see the stars all falling down like burning rain ,
they were fired by the mightiest of guns

Tomorrow i'll be out of my mind ,
the bear will dance and the organ will grind
And i'm laughin cause i know there ain't no sin
All the world on a head of a pin
Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns .
Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns .