Pray the Lord my soul to keep
Look who's come to town
All dressed up, stand in line
Put your money down
He'll be creeping up on you
Treat you like a fool
Hide behind his pain and mask
Disregard the rules
Ooh, circuits overloaded
Six-string shotgun, everybody got one
Straight to my head, I might as well be dead
If I've got one, gonna shoot another one
Six-string shotgun, shoot the whole place down
He's a jester, he's a joker
Laughing at it all
Makes a promise you can't keep
The dealer takes it all
Ooh, I think it might be loaded
Six-string shotgun, everybody got one
Straight to my head, I might as well be dead
If I've got one, gonna shoot another one
Six-string shotgun, shoot the whole place down
'Round and 'round
'Til you're six feet under in this hallowed ground
Up and down
Voices screaming in my head
Alive or dead, that's what they said
He's a jester, he's a joker
But he's nobody's fool
Ooh, I think he must be loaded
Six-string shotgun, everybody got one
Straight to my head, I might as well be dead
If I've got one, gonna shoot another one
Six-string shotgun, shoot the whole place down
Six-string shotgun, everybody got one
Straight to my head, I might as well be dead
If I've got one, gonna shoot another one
Six-string shotgun, shoot the whole place down
'Round and 'round
'Til you're six feet under in this hallowed ground
Up and down
Voices screaming in my head
Alive or dead, that's what they said
