I speak fast and
I'm not gonna repeat myself
So listen carefully
to every word I say
I'm the only one
who's gonna get away
with making excuses today
You're appealing to
emotions that
I simply do not have
Blackmailed myself
Cause I ain't got anyone else
This is a stick up
Give us all your
I've got the red carpet
blues baby
Put your hands in the air
and don't make a sound
But don't get the wrong idea
We're gonna shoot you
We're gonna shoot you
And there's nothing
in your head or pocket
throat or wallet
That could change
just how this goes
No
We're gonna shoot you
We're gonna shoot you
When I said that
I'd return to you
I meant more like a relapse
Now again I think
His and her's
For better or worse
But the only ring
I want buried with me are
the ones around my eyes
You're appealing to
emotions that
I simply do not have
I've got the red carpet
blues baby
Put your hands in the air
and don't make a sound
But don't get the wrong idea
We're gonna shoot you
We're gonna shoot you
And there's nothing
in your head or pocket
throat or wallet
That could change
just how this goes
And everyone shakes to
the beat with a barrel
down their throat
Put your hands in the air
and don't make a sound
But don't get the wrong idea
We're gonna shoot you
We're gonna shoot you
And there's nothing
in your head or pocket
throat or wallet
That could change
just how this goes
And everyone shakes to
the beat with a barrel
down their throat
But don't get the wrong idea
We're gonna shoot you
We're gonna shoot you