Spun Gun by The Murlocs Lyrics
Daylight break in smash and take things
Cash converters, it's solely purpose
Forever I wonder why reasons behind
Whenever I stumble by back streets at night
Strung to the spun gun
One hit and you come undone
Diamonds
All kinds
Sirens
Running wild, running wild
This detriment predicament
Physicians experience
They’ve never seen nothing like this
So something's wrong or gone a miss
With medicine or common sense
The science to this sentiment
They can't depend on their parents
To get them out of debt again
Diamonds
All kinds
Sirens
Running wild, running wild
From the gutter on the upper manipulator mugger
Skin and bones blackened holes
Hooked up mainline
Endone taking hold
Forever I wonder why reasons behind
Whenever I stumble by back streets at night
Bin bread banquet, bourbon blankets
Lethal needles laced with diesel
Handy candy vigilante
Stash your pants with cash and brandy
Goodbye our belongings
Hello sombre dawnings
Auction four doors down
Sold to the richest cow
They got away with less
Than I gained in the process
Now I’m deep in doubt
Junkie minds wired eyes, can't unwind
Strung to the spun gun
One hit and you come undone
Your a strung to the spun gun
Just one hit won't be enough
Cash converters, it's solely purpose
Forever I wonder why reasons behind
Whenever I stumble by back streets at night
Strung to the spun gun
One hit and you come undone
Diamonds
All kinds
Sirens
Running wild, running wild
This detriment predicament
Physicians experience
They’ve never seen nothing like this
So something's wrong or gone a miss
With medicine or common sense
The science to this sentiment
They can't depend on their parents
To get them out of debt again
Diamonds
All kinds
Sirens
Running wild, running wild
From the gutter on the upper manipulator mugger
Skin and bones blackened holes
Hooked up mainline
Endone taking hold
Forever I wonder why reasons behind
Whenever I stumble by back streets at night
Bin bread banquet, bourbon blankets
Lethal needles laced with diesel
Handy candy vigilante
Stash your pants with cash and brandy
Goodbye our belongings
Hello sombre dawnings
Auction four doors down
Sold to the richest cow
They got away with less
Than I gained in the process
Now I’m deep in doubt
Junkie minds wired eyes, can't unwind
Strung to the spun gun
One hit and you come undone
Your a strung to the spun gun
Just one hit won't be enough