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You seeF the Sunday birds swinging Amlow And the fFever in your brain only gAmrows And the Fmurder boys they're running down the Fstreet You can seFe them through the window from your Fseat Hear the sGound of the Fmightiest of Fguns
When the shadows run like ghosts across your room Do you take your world and burn it in a spoon A mercy ship to sail you off to sleep To where the crimson angels swim the deep But there’s no hiding from the mightiest of guns With every breath you drink in the night Cause you won’t give up your blues without a fight And looking at the sky there is no pain And the stars keep falling down like burning rain They were fired by the mightiest of guns Harmonica Solo Tomorrow I'll be out of my mind The bear will dance and the organ will grind I’m laughing cause I know there ain’t no sin All the world on the head of a pin Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns