My imagination –
lives in the front yard of my mind
And we like to go out walkin'
Bad timing –
brought us right in the middle
of the end of my life,
Mr Man with a gun..
Mr Man with a gun
The world's still gonna hate you
Just like just like
Just like you taught it to
Just like you taught it to..
After you blow my mind away
as I lay on the cold ground
While my thoughts are runnin',
runnin' out of my ears
And your hate
gonna stick to my babies
and grow and grow..
And I've said it before,
You'll hear me when the wind blows.
Mr Man with a gun,
Mr Man with a gun,
Whose baby are you?
Mr Man with a gun,
When you pray
What does your reflection say?
And I've said it before,
You'll hear me when the wind blows..
lives in the front yard of my mind
And we like to go out walkin'
Bad timing –
brought us right in the middle
of the end of my life,
Mr Man with a gun..
Mr Man with a gun
The world's still gonna hate you
Just like just like
Just like you taught it to
Just like you taught it to..
After you blow my mind away
as I lay on the cold ground
While my thoughts are runnin',
runnin' out of my ears
And your hate
gonna stick to my babies
and grow and grow..
And I've said it before,
You'll hear me when the wind blows.
Mr Man with a gun,
Mr Man with a gun,
Whose baby are you?
Mr Man with a gun,
When you pray
What does your reflection say?
And I've said it before,
You'll hear me when the wind blows..
Contributed by giorgio - 2011/1/12 - 13:08
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Lyrics & Music by Andrea S. Lockwood
Album: Household Items (Vol. Infinity)