Pistol by The Failed Hipsters Lyrics

Such a tiny fellow
Such a small guy
With baby blue eyes
And a good heart to compare
On through this winter
I shall keep him warm
And when he is older
As a proud man I can then walk on

But watch out, a speeding car
It could be dangerous
Driving now all drunk through your street

But watch out, a dirty man
He could be a danger
Looking for a cheap thrill right in your street

And what can you do
But to pray and hope
For Lord’s mysterious ways
But luckily I’ve got a pistol
But luckily I’ve got a pistol
But luckily I’ve got a pistol under my bed