Elephant Gun - Beirut

If I was young, I’d flee this town

I’d bury my dreams underground

As did I, we drink to die, we drink tonight

Far from home, elephant guns

Let’s take them down one by one

We’ll lay it down, it’s not been found, it’s not around

Let the seasons begin — it rolls right on

Let the seasons begin — take the big king down

Let the seasons begin — it rolls right on

Let the seasons begin — take the big king down

And it rips through the silence of our camp at night

And it rips through the night

And it rips through the silence of our camp at night

And it rips through the silence, all that is left is all that I hide