finger on the gun
i played + sang + recorded this song last nite. i had to listen to it to write down the lyrics of it because when i played it i just went straight through it, no stopping. like freehand singing. its quite strange and quite fun. yeah im a weirdo. i don't even know if it makes sense. some of the song was hard to make out. so i just put what it sounded like.
once you made your confession
the eyes are there to make your posession
and days run by and they'll look at you and you cry
the iron fist with a million saying
the life you had with the million layings
and time has come when you wanted to run
the days have passed with a million to one
the finger on the gun
the finger on the gun
the trigger and the pull
you're out at number one
oh you wanted that paper
the paper that would cause you trouble in the end
a million and to one
the finger on the gun
the finger on the gun
the pull on the trigger
away and then you're gone
i thought you were making much sense of this story
and the final saying you're much too in glory
and find you out with the single stance
and the final sense but the bombs won't last
the war has come when you feel your days
are numbered when you feel away
you're just going your life in a business way
and you're going your life and the babies tucked away
and they're sleeping in the corner
but you don't know what you want
and there's bombs coming at you
like a million and to one
the trigger, trigger, trigger and the gun
well they'll pull you away
well they'll pull you away
and you're gone
you're happy away in the snowy weather
the life you had was too much weather
in life
you can't breathe
and you feel rested
but you're up to your knees
and the power has got into your head
and the future's blurry
and your future can't lure you into
the days when you were happy
the way you laughed with your belly
and the sanity
but you're away now
you figured
you figured you're nothing
you're laughing at the ones
which are waving their finger
and they're telling their stories
which you made with your mind
now tell me now what you wanted to do now
what do you want do when you're already laughing
the picture's here now
there's nothing
but nothing
but nothing
but nothing
but nothing
but nothing that a gun hasn't got
way down you're going away
you're feeling so empty
you're feeling so lonely
there's nothing to do but to do what is tempting
tired
and tired
and figures and pieces
gone and gone
what you wanted was wonder
there's nothing to do
there's nothing to do
but pull
the trigger and you're gone
the trigger and you're gone
and they're gone
the trigger and they're gone
the trigger and they're gone
and you're gone
the trigger and they're gone
the trigger and they're gone
and you're gone
once you made your confession
the eyes are there to make your posession
and days run by and they'll look at you and you cry
the iron fist with a million saying
the life you had with the million layings
and time has come when you wanted to run
the days have passed with a million to one
the finger on the gun
the finger on the gun
the trigger and the pull
you're out at number one
oh you wanted that paper
the paper that would cause you trouble in the end
a million and to one
the finger on the gun
the finger on the gun
the pull on the trigger
away and then you're gone
i thought you were making much sense of this story
and the final saying you're much too in glory
and find you out with the single stance
and the final sense but the bombs won't last
the war has come when you feel your days
are numbered when you feel away
you're just going your life in a business way
and you're going your life and the babies tucked away
and they're sleeping in the corner
but you don't know what you want
and there's bombs coming at you
like a million and to one
the trigger, trigger, trigger and the gun
well they'll pull you away
well they'll pull you away
and you're gone
you're happy away in the snowy weather
the life you had was too much weather
in life
you can't breathe
and you feel rested
but you're up to your knees
and the power has got into your head
and the future's blurry
and your future can't lure you into
the days when you were happy
the way you laughed with your belly
and the sanity
but you're away now
you figured
you figured you're nothing
you're laughing at the ones
which are waving their finger
and they're telling their stories
which you made with your mind
now tell me now what you wanted to do now
what do you want do when you're already laughing
the picture's here now
there's nothing
but nothing
but nothing
but nothing
but nothing
but nothing that a gun hasn't got
way down you're going away
you're feeling so empty
you're feeling so lonely
there's nothing to do but to do what is tempting
tired
and tired
and figures and pieces
gone and gone
what you wanted was wonder
there's nothing to do
there's nothing to do
but pull
the trigger and you're gone
the trigger and you're gone
and they're gone
the trigger and they're gone
the trigger and they're gone
and you're gone
the trigger and they're gone
the trigger and they're gone
and you're gone