God Is A Bullet - Concrete Blonde

There’s a green plaid jacket on the back of the chair

It’s like a moment frozen forever there

Mom and dad had a lot of big plans for their little man

So proud

Mama’s gone crazy 'cause her baby’s got down

By some teenage car chase war out of bounds

It was the wrong place

A wrong time, a wrong end of the gun, sing

Shoot straight from the hip, yeah

You’re all gone in a trigger slip

It could have been

It could have been your brother

Shoot straight, shoot to kill, yeah

Blame each other, well, blame yourselves

You know, God is a bullet

Have mercy on us everyone

They’re gonna call me sir, they’ll all stop fuckin' with me Well I’m a high school grad, I’m over 5 foot 3

I’ll get a badge and a gun and I’ll join the P.D.

They’ll see

Didn’t want to use the gun, they put in his hand

But when the guy came at him, well he panicked and ran

And it’s thirty long years before they give him another chance

And it’s sad

Shoot straight from the hip, yeah

You’re all gone in a trigger slip

It could have been

It could have been your brother

Shoot straight, shoot to kill, yeah

Blame each other, let’s blame ourselves

You know, God is a bullet

Have mercy on us everyone

Shoot straight through the hip, yeah

You’re all gone in a trigger slip

It could have been

It could have been your brother

John Lennon, Doctor King and four innocent guys

Goddamn nothin'

God is a bullet, have mercy on us everyone

God is a bullet, have mercy on us everyone, oh, no no