The Man With The Golden Gun - Royal Philharmonic Orchestra, Carl Davis

He has a powerful weapon

He charges a million a shot,

An assassin that’s second to none,

The man with the golden gun.

Lurking in some darkened doorway,

Or crouched on a roof top somewhere,

In the next room, or this very one

The man with the golden gun.

Love is required whenever he’s hired,

It comes just before the kill.

No-one can catch him, no hit man can match him

For his million dollar skill.

One golden shot means another poor victim,

Has come to a glittering end,

For a price, he’ll erase anyone

The man with the golden gun.

His eye may be on you or me.

Who will he bang?

We shall see.

Oh yeah!

Love is required whenever he’s hired,

It comes just before the kill.

No-one can catch him, no hit man can match him

For his million dollar skill.

One golden shot means another poor victim,

Has come to a glittering end,

If you want to get rid of someone,

The man with the golden gun

Will get it done

He’ll shoot anyone

With his golden gun.