Letras
There's a green plaid jacket on the back of the chair
It's like a moment frozen forever there
Mom and Dad had a lot of big plans for their little man
So proud
Momma's gone crazy 'cause her baby's cut down
By some teenage cop, chase war out of bounds
It was the wrong place, wrong time, wrong end of a gun
Son
Shoot, shoot straight
Shoot, from the hip, yeah
Shoot, gone forever in a trigger slip
Well it could have been, it could have been your brother
Shoot, shoot straight
Shoot, shoot to kill, yeah
Blame each other, we'll blame yourself
You know, God is a bullet, have mercy on us everyone
They're gonna call me, son
They'll all stop picking on me
Well, I'm a high school grad
I'm over five foot three
I'll get a badge and a gun
And I'll join the P.D
They'll see
He didn't have to use the gun they put in his hand
But when the guy came at him, well, he panicked and ran
And it's a thirty long years 'fore they'll give him another chance
And it's sad, sad, it's sad
Shoot, shoot straight
Shoot, from the hip, yeah
Shoot, it's all gone in a trigger slip
Well it could have been, it could have been your mother
Shoot, shoot straight
Shoot, shoot to kill, yeah
Blame each other, blame yourself
You know, God is a bullet, have mercy on us everyone
Shoot, shoot straight
Shoot, from the hip, yeah
Shoot, gone forever in a trigger slip
Well it could have been, it could have been your mother
Shoot, John Lennon
Shoot, Dr. King
Shoot, and Harvey Milk, and all for goddamn nothing
God is a bullet, have mercy on us everyone
God is a bullet, have mercy on us everyone