The Gun Lyrics - Mirrors - Reverend And The Makers

And he saw her going out to the cinema tonight 

When she told him she'd be probably staying in again to revise 

Was it the warm of a hand on the cold of a gun? 

The lick of the clip disturbed the air tonight 

June was wed to Steve, planned to get rid of him, they claim 

It's clear the jury think the doubt is minimal, she's to blame 

Was it a passionate crime, a rush to the head? 

Or did she plot to shoot him down in flames? 

'Cause I've killed Kennedys, Kings and Tsars 

I did for Lennon, did for Hitler, did for Lee Oswald 

And if your number's up, I don't care who you are 

If my bang bang bang's coming 

Ah, get running 

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For Stu to get his dues on his inheritance, he conspired 

To plan his Gran would soon get her deliverance, it transpires 

That placing his hand on the gun would empty the funds 

He plans to run to Timbuktu tonight 

'Cause I've killed Kennedys, Kings and Tsars 

I did for Gandhi, did for Hitler, did for Lee Oswald 

And if your number's up, I don't care who you are 

If my bang bang bang's coming 

Ah, get running 

Photos 

The sun that sets may also scorch 

Like the weapon of choice for vengeful thoughts 

When the Sundance Kid met his end, of course 

It was me, who else could it be? 

Who blasted him and Cassidy