My Old Man's Got A Gun
(John Farrar)
Hey boy, I better warn you
To make your reservation
Your exit's overdue
I can only promise he ain't the soul to laugh
I've known him long enough to speak on his behalf
My old man's got a gun
And he knows you're a tricky one
He can't fail to make you run
And I don't need you
My old man's got a wife
And she loves him and her life
Silver tongue could be his strife
And I don't need you
Hey boy, don't let him fool you
I'll tell you something about him, gonna cool you
He'll get you in a corner
And make you really crawl
You'll never realize
A man could feel so small
My old man's got a gun
And he knows you're a tricky one
He can't fail to make you run
And I don't need you
My old man's got a wife
And she loves him and her life
Silver tongue could be his strife
And I don't need you
I don't need you, I don't need you
Hey boy, I better warn you
To make your reservation
Talula
How you once lived with someone else
The way of life that you had tried
The way they hurt you deep inside
That's the only thing about it
I can't find anyone to doubt it
That's the only thing about it
I can't find anyone to doubt it
Who do you think you're talking to?
When I look at you I know you're lying
All you say and do
Seems to fall apart and leave you crying
But I thought I could've seen you here today
But you leave me standing each and every way
You told me a pack of lies
That I can't even reason with
Failur