Little Earthquakes
Lyrics

 

Me and a Gun
 
5 am Friday morning
Thursday night far from sleep
I’m still up and driving
Can’t go home obviously
 
So I’ll just change direction cause they’ll soon know where I live
And I wanna live
Got a full tank and some chips
 
It was me and a gun and a man on my back
And I sang holy, holy as he buttoned down his pants
 
You can laugh
Kind of funny the things you see
Times like these
Like I haven’t seen Barbados
So I must get out of this
 
Yes I wore a slinky red thing
Does that I mean I should spread for you, your friends, your Father, Mr. Ed
Cause
 
Me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven’t seen Barbados
So I must get out of this
 
And I know what this means
Me and Jesus a few years back used to hang and he said it’s your choice babe just remember
 
I don’t think you’ll be back in 3 days time so you choose well
Tell me what’s right
Is it my right to be on my stomach of Fred’s Seville
It’s
 
Me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven’t seen Barbados
So I must get out of this
 
Do you know Carolina
Where the biscuits as soft and sweet
These things go through your head when there’s a man on your back
And you’re pushed flat on your stomach
It’s not a classic cadillac
 
Me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven’t seen Barbados
So I must get out of this
I haven’t seen Barbados
So I must get out of this