Bullet
Mason Jennings
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A This is a bullet from a gun called "what the fuck?"A If i was standing in your shoes i'd throw my hands straight up And start explaining at the speed of light, not soundA How the words get some coffee cameE A to mean get downA And all the kings horses and all the kings yenA Couldn't stop the abracadabra that invites these menA And all the alleyways in amsterdam could not compete Against the wall street speed withE which you leave your feetF#m Oh yes, this song is a jokeF#m Funny like our house going up in smokeF#m Funny like the bomb between my teeth when we kissA E You pulled out the pin with your own sweet lipsA Everytime the phone rings you get there firstContinúa después del anuncioA And when the pizza man comes you always run for your purseA Now i'm the son of a banker, i know just what the deal isA If you wrote it out in braille, iE A wouldn't even have to feel itF#m Oh yes, this song is a jokeF#m Funny like our house going up in smokeF#m Funny like the bomb between my teeth when we kissA E You pulled out the pin with your own sweet lips [solo]A Funny how goodbye can sound so sad sometimesA Today it sounds happy like a nursery rhymeA And you're not cinderella, so don't forget your shoesA I've never been as lonely as when iE A was with youF#m Oh yes, this song is a screamF#m Funny like our loving doused in gasolineF#m Funny like the bomb between my teeth when we kissA E You pulled out the pin with your own sweet lipsA This is fireman mcneil from the hennepin lineA We got the call around ten, we couldn't get there in timeA There was a driveway leading to a hole in the groundA I got the heebies bone deep andE A turned the truck straight aroundF#m Oh yes, this song is a jokeF#m Funny like my fingers in your bicycle spokesF#m Funny like the bomb between my teeth when we kissA E You pulled out the pin with your own sweet lips