Little Pistol
Mother Mother"Little Pistol" is a song by Mother Mother, released in 2012 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:59 long and contains 35 lines and 245 words.
0:44Up on my side where it is felt
0:49I pack a little pistol on my pistol belt
0:55I think it might be fear
0:58Of the world and the way it makes you feel afraid
1:08Under the skin against the skull
1:13They put a little chip so that they know it all
1:19I think I might be scared
1:22Of the world and the way it makes you feel afraid
1:25And how it gets in the way
1:33In the way
1:35In the way
1:38In the way
1:41And now I want brimstone in my garden
1:47I want roses set on fire
1:53And I well I want what's best for me
1:59And I I think I know just what that means
2:06Just what that means
2:30Today I coo today I caw
2:35I have a pistol party and I kill 'em all
2:43I think I might be scared
2:48Of the man and the men with their hands inside
2:51And the women oh the women all they do is cry
2:54And I well I lose my mind
3:02I loose my mind
3:04I loose my mind
3:07I loose my mind
3:10And now I found brimstone in my garden
3:17I found roses set on fire
3:22And I found Jesus what a liar
3:28So I trade licks with muddy waters
3:34And I well I found what's best for me
3:39And now I see no tragedy
3:45And I I found a burning rose
3:51And now I won't be packing little pistols
3:59No no no more
Up on my side where it is felt I pack a little pistol on my pistol belt I think it might be fear Of the world and the way it makes you feel afraid Under the skin against the skull They put a little chip so that they know it all I think I might be scared Of the world and the way it makes you feel afraid And how it gets in the way In the way In the way In the way And now I want brimstone in my garden I want roses set on fire And I well I want what's best for me And I I think I know just what that means Just what that means Today I coo today I caw I have a pistol party and I kill 'em all I think I might be scared Of the man and the men with their hands inside And the women oh the women all they do is cry And I well I lose my mind I loose my mind I loose my mind I loose my mind And now I found brimstone in my garden I found roses set on fire And I found Jesus what a liar So I trade licks with muddy waters And I well I found what's best for me And now I see no tragedy And I I found a burning rose And now I won't be packing little pistols No no no more
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