Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video Ooh ooh so hot Still got it up in my head, you were moving around in the TV light I said "Hey hey baby do you wanna come over?" You say "No way", then you move in closer Next thing I know you were wearing my

Keep your 'lectric eye on me babe Put your ray gun to my head Press your space face close to mine, love Freak out in a moonage daydream oh yeah I'm an alligator, I'm a mama-papa coming for you I'm the space invader, I'll be a rock 'n' rollin' bitch for

Load up your six-shot baby Put it to my head Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured Put it to me, dead Lay your guns down let me die (scars) I walk this road alone Lay down your guns Cut me from ear to ear Eye for an eye

Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast Blind man ask me forgiveness I won't deny myself Disrespect you have given Your suffering's my wealth I feed off pain, force fed to love it And now I swallow whole I'll never live in the past Burn my fist to the

So am I still waiting For this world to stop hating Can't find a good reason Can't find hope to believe in So tell me what would you say I'd say its up, to me Drop dead a bullet to my head Your words are like a gun in hand You can't change the state of

Your abuse will end right here No longer will your family fear A gunshot to head of trepidation My promise if you ever lay a finger (Open fire, build the pyre) You starve your children on neglect Then feed their bellies with fear Concussion bat to the

Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast Blind man ask me forgiveness I won't deny myself Disrespect you have given Your suffering's my wealth I feed off pain, force fed to love it And now I swallow whole I'll never live in the past Burn my fist to the

Oh, my daddy said shoot And men like me come around He said take care of your mother Watch out for your sister With his gun, with his head held high He told me not to cry With his right hand on his rifle He swore it on the bible My daddy said shoot

Oh, the guns of Brixton You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to When they kick out your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun Shot down on the pavement

Load up your six-shot baby Put it to my head Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured Put it to me, dead Lay your guns down let me die (scars) I walk this road alone Lay down your guns Cut me from ear to ear Eye for an eye