the beatles fucking sucked
two naked, grotesque junkies
isn't fucking art
i don't have to imagine a bullet in your head
someone already did me the favour
i wish i could have shot you
but someone beat me to it
i wish i could have shot you
i would have at least aimed for the head
i wish i could have shot you
it doesn't matter if you died in the end
acid popping flower children
would have been better suited with bullets
and i wish you would have told your homely wife
to shave her fucking pubes
i wish i could have shot you
but someone beat me to it
i wish i could have shot you
but someone did me a favour
sit in protests
to try to change the world
the only thing that changed
was the four bullets in your back
the only peace you had a chance with
was the pieces of bullets in your back
i wish i could have shot you
but someone beat me to it
i wish i could have shot you
but someone did me a favour
i wish i could have shot you