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Dirty Harry

Gorillaz
2005-05-233:29 minSynced lyrics

"Dirty Harry" is a song by Gorillaz, released in 2005 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:29 long and contains 56 lines and 308 words.

Lyrics

0:20I need a gun to keep myself from harm
0:25The poor people are burning in the sun
0:30But they ain't got a chance
0:32They ain't got a chance
0:35I need a gun
0:37Cos all I do is dance
0:39Cos all I do is dance
1:05I need a gun to keep myself from harm
1:09The poor people are burning in the sun
1:15No they ain't got a chance
1:17They ain't got a chance
1:19I need a gun
1:22Cos all I do is dance
1:24Cos all I do is dance
2:10In my backpack
2:11I got my act right
2:12In case you act quite difficult
2:13And yo is so weakin'
2:16With anger and discontent
2:17Some are seeking and searching like me moi
2:20I'm a peace-loving decoy
2:21Ready for retaliation
2:23I change the whole occasion to a pine box six-under
2:26Impulsive don't ask wild wonder
2:28Orders given to me is:
2:29Strike and I'm thunder with lightning
2:31Fast reflexes on constant alert
2:34From the constant hurt that seems limitless
2:36With no dropping pressure
2:37Seems like everybody's out to test ya
2:39'Til they see your brake
2:40They can't conceal the hate
2:42That consumes you
2:43I'm the reason why you flipped your soosa
2:46Chill with your old lady at the tilt
2:48I got a 90 days digit
2:49And I'm filled with guilt
2:50From things that I've seen
2:52Your water's from a bottle
2:53Mine's from a canteen
2:54At night I hear the shots
2:55Ring so I'm a light sleeper
2:57The cost of life
2:58It seems to get cheaper
2:59Out in the desert
3:00With my street sweeper
3:02The war is over
3:03So said the speaker with the flight suit on
3:06Maybe to him I'm just a pawn
3:09So he can advance
3:11Remember when I used to dance
3:12Man all I want to do is dance
3:15Dance
3:20Dance
3:25Dance
3:29I need a gun to keep myself from harm
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
But they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
No  they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
In my backpack
I got my act right
In case you act quite difficult
And yo is so weakin'
With anger and discontent
Some are seeking and searching like me  moi
I'm a peace-loving decoy
Ready for retaliation
I change the whole occasion to a pine box six-under
Impulsive don't ask wild wonder
Orders given to me is:
Strike and I'm thunder with lightning
Fast reflexes on constant alert
From the constant hurt that seems limitless
With no dropping pressure
Seems like everybody's out to test ya
'Til they see your brake
They can't conceal the hate
That consumes you
I'm the reason why you flipped your soosa
Chill with your old lady at the tilt
I got a 90 days digit
And I'm filled with guilt
From things that I've seen
Your water's from a bottle
Mine's from a canteen
At night I hear the shots
Ring so I'm a light sleeper
The cost of life
It seems to get cheaper
Out in the desert
With my street sweeper
The war is over
So said the speaker with the flight suit on
Maybe to him I'm just a pawn
So he can advance
Remember when I used to dance
Man  all I want to do is dance
Dance
Dance
Dance
I need a gun to keep myself from harm

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