If you could do it
Without anyone saying
That you'd committed a crime
Make a short list of folks you could destroy
For this and all time
Chorus:
Who would you shoot in the face?
Who would you shoot in the brain?
Who would you shoot in the back?
And leave bleeding out in the rain?
Who would you shoot in the leg?
How many times in the neck?
Who would you shoot and then how would you feel,
Exalted? Or destroyed?
I had a friend who was shot seven times
As she tried, scared, to run away
She couldn't scream
Her mouth had been shot
And so she's not with us today
Chorus
Guns are for cowards
And cowards created
By fear and withholding of love
There
There's no way to change
This awful and strange
Imbalance that I'm singing of
Who would you shoot in the face?
Who would you shoot in the brain?
Who would you shoot in the back?
And leave bleeding out in the rain?
Who would you shoot in the leg?
How many times in the neck?
Who would you shoot and then how would you feel,
Exalted? Or destroyed?
Bonnie Prince Billy - Guns Are For Cowards Lyrics
Bonnie Prince Billy - Guns Are For Cowards Lyrics
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English
If you could do it
Without anyone saying
That you'd committed a crime
Make a short list of folks you could destroy
For this and all time
Chorus:
Who would you shoot in the face?
Who would you shoot in the brain?
Who would you shoot in the back?
And leave bleeding out in the rain?
Who would you shoot in the leg?
How many times in the neck?
Who would you shoot and then how would you feel,
Exalted? Or destroyed?
I had a friend who was shot seven times
As she tried, scared, to run away
She couldn't scream
Her mouth had been shot
And so she's not with us today
Chorus
Guns are for cowards
And cowards created
By fear and withholding of love
There
There's no way to change
This awful and strange
Imbalance that I'm singing of
Who would you shoot in the face?
Who would you shoot in the brain?
Who would you shoot in the back?
And leave bleeding out in the rain?
Who would you shoot in the leg?
How many times in the neck?
Who would you shoot and then how would you feel,
Exalted? Or destroyed?
Without anyone saying
That you'd committed a crime
Make a short list of folks you could destroy
For this and all time
Chorus:
Who would you shoot in the face?
Who would you shoot in the brain?
Who would you shoot in the back?
And leave bleeding out in the rain?
Who would you shoot in the leg?
How many times in the neck?
Who would you shoot and then how would you feel,
Exalted? Or destroyed?
I had a friend who was shot seven times
As she tried, scared, to run away
She couldn't scream
Her mouth had been shot
And so she's not with us today
Chorus
Guns are for cowards
And cowards created
By fear and withholding of love
There
There's no way to change
This awful and strange
Imbalance that I'm singing of
Who would you shoot in the face?
Who would you shoot in the brain?
Who would you shoot in the back?
And leave bleeding out in the rain?
Who would you shoot in the leg?
How many times in the neck?
Who would you shoot and then how would you feel,
Exalted? Or destroyed?
Writer: WILL OLDHAM
Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY