Gun Lyrics - John Cale

Me and my partner we work on the run 

The quick try to get quicker and the creepers get hung 

Now it's you that got wasted tonight on the job 

One lost his liquor and the other lost his hand 

Ten sticky thumb prints on the door and the sink 

But nothin' saw nothin', just smell the stink 

Five hundred mugshots and a hundred to one 

Four forgotten and the rest just won't come 

When you've begun to think like a gun 

The rest of the year has already gone 

When you've begun to think like a gun 

The days of the year have suddenly gone 

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(Well) 

Blood on the windows and blood on the walls 

Blood on the ceiling and down in the halls 

And the papers keep downing on everything I burned 

And the people getting restless but they'll never learn 

I picked up a doctor, he's good with a knife 

Says anesthetic's a waste of his time 

Works in a hurry but always worthwhile 

Knows they won't be back for a long long time 

Top of the staircase was ready to fall 

We were still waiting downstairs in the hall 

Watch out for big mama, she'll set you on fire 

Or go for your neck with the chicken wire 

When you've begun to think like a gun 

The days of the year have suddenly gone 

Once you've begun to think like a gun 

The days of the year have already gone 

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Mother of plenty, mother of none 

You've got me cornered and still on the run 

I don't care nothing about you anyway 

Stuck in this hole I'm on my way 

Yeah, when you've begun to live like a gun 

The days of the year have already gone 

When you've begun to think like a gun 

The days of the year have suddenly gone