Zpěvník s akordy

I was hitching to Morrocco When I rode into my Marseilles Thinking about the Francs that I didn't have There was only one place to stay Hey, hey! My backpack for a pillow My body on the stone cold floor I was woken up by the smell of piss And a knock at my back door "Let go yeah!" I was on my feet in a heartbeat Outnumbered two to one The little muthafucker pulled a knife on me It's time to get it on! Stand up, load up And fire away now If you think you've got a chance take a shot now I've got a bullet with your name on If you think you've got a chance take a shot son You brought a knife to a gunfight So fuck you! I just don't care about money I've been ripped off all my life I ain't scared of you sonny It's not the first time I've seen a knife And so the story goes there's a lesson to be learned If you fuck with a six foot German punk You're going to get hurt You're going to get hurt! Stand up, load up And fire away now If you think you've got a chance take a shot now I've got a bullet with your name on If you think you've got a chance take a shot son You brought a knife to a gunfight So fuck you! [solo] Stand up, load up And fire away now If you think you've got a chance take a shot now I've got a bullet with your name on If you think you've got a chance take a shot son Stand up, load up And fire away now If you think you've got a chance take a shot now I've got a bullet with your name on If you think you've got a chance take a shot son You brought a knife to a gunfight So fuck you!