Hey Little Firing Squad

(One, two, three, four)

Well, your house is full of furniture

And your lovely heart is filled

With a million pretty little dreams that your daddy

Well, he went and killed

There's a mounting pile of evidence

And a sample of my blood

And over in the corner waits

A little firing squad

And you know

I'm about as worried as a man could get

Yeah, you know

I'm sucking on a cigarette

Tell me it ain't over yet

(Hey little firing squad)

Hey little firing squad

(Hey little firing squad)

Yeah, alright

Yeah, well, some people work for peanuts, baby

But me and you, we were working for God

Yeah, we were riding the bullet straight to the top

Yeah, to the middle of the stars and the top

We were making it here in London, baby

We were making it in Paris, France

And I would (?) are full

Money down the front of my pants

And you know

Well, we had our place in the shade

And you know

Yeah, honey, we had it made

Tell me it ain't over yet

(Hey little firing squad)

Tell me it ain't over yet

(Hey little firing squad)

Alright, yeah

I woke up early this morning

I was covered in sleeping kids

And I reached out for my woman

All twisted in the sheets

And I clung on like a child

For all that it was worth

And together we rolled and we tumbled

Off of the face of the earth

And you know

We'll travel deep in space

And you know

Yeah, way beyond the light

Tell me it'll be alright

(Hey little firing squad)

Hey little firing squad

(Hey little firing squad)

Yeah, alright now