Again the night comes
And I've got a job to do
Doesn't matter who
Doesn't matter why
I get paid
And someone dies
An envelope under my door
With a picture and address
A money order for ten grand
And I do the rest
Just a hired gun
Don't take it the wrong way
Just a hired gun
You can't get away
I don't ask questions
It's not my business
If they've come to me
then it's time for your soul to rest
Just a hired gun
Don't take it the wrong way
Just a hired gun
No point in trying to get away
I didn't choose this way
Wasn't what I dreamed about as a boy
Wanted to be movie star or astronaut
Instead I'm the guy who makes you pay
And I know how this all ends
Won't see it coming
Won't feel a thing
Someone else will pull the string
Just a hired gun
That's what got me
Just a hired gun
I can't take it personally
No comments:
Post a Comment