Pistola - Incubus

On the tip of my tongue an offensive is poised and rearing

My intention a bullet, my body a trigger finger

Yeah, my pen is a Pistola

I don’t need to fear, fear you

Yeah, my pen is a Pistola

My secret arsenal is an infinite ageless inkwell

It’s a fountain of youth and a patriot’s weapon of choice

Yeah, my pen is a Pistola

I don’t need to fear, fear you

Yeah, my pen is a Pistola

On the tip of my tongue an offensive is poised and rearing

My intention a bullet, my body a trigger finger

Yeah, my pen is a Pistola

I don’t need to fear, fear you

Yeah, my pen is a Pistola