Shot Shot - Lyrics by Gomez


Lyrics

Well, hey, how's tricks man?
Think I've seen you before
Blank blank to that

You looked a lot older
You been working out
What's wrong with that?

Well he came back and he
Came a-marching in
Shot shot to that

You found a good reason
Well, do it for the money
What's wrong with that?

Control your bad side
Into battle we go down
Hold the line
You'll survive
Dead wrong

So please stop talking and
Start puckering up
My ears are blank

It's a special occasion
So do it for the money
Can't go wrong with that

Explode or capsize
But find my going
If you're down
Toe the line
You'll survive
Dead wrong


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