Year of the Gun Lyrics
| Song | Year of the Gun |
| Artist | UFO |
| Album | Seven Deadly |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Year Of The | |
| Gun Paul Raymond – | |
| Phil Mogg | |
| Here we come | |
| I got that | |
| I got the smell of whisky | |
| And leather | |
| Cadillacs | |
| Got a mother running | |
| With a real tight rack | |
| No winners here | |
| Only powered lead | |
| Brain dead boy | |
| With a nail in his head | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| There's no mercy under the miracle bell | |
| Glamour and glitz | |
| God's fiery hell | |
| Beyond the belly | |
| Heaven can't move | |
| In the night time rush | |
| That bubbles and brews | |
| Those saintly sinners here | |
| Who say their prayers | |
| There's all the riches | |
| For he that dares | |
| And the ghostly sceptre | |
| Of life's lost and found | |
| I'll meet you buried 6 feet | |
| Under the ground | |
| Revenge is sipped | |
| Like cold chicken soup | |
| You're in you're out boy | |
| How do you figure in this loop | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Climbing up a mountain | |
| Jimmy boy now | |
| He looks so cute | |
| He's packing like a mule | |
| In his killing suit | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| I stopped breathing at 2:45 | |
| Ambulance came | |
| Said I was still alive | |
| Cut'em down young | |
| In some bloody hail | |
| The track line ends | |
| With a silver rail | |
| And the saintly sinners | |
| Who say their prayers | |
| There's all riches here | |
| For he that dares | |
| But the ghostly sceptre | |
| Of life's lost and found | |
| I'll meet you buried 6 feet underground | |
| Year of the gun | |
| Give me a smile now | |
| Year of the gun | |
| Year of the gun babe | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Give me a smile now | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Here a gun now |
| Year Of The | |
| Gun Paul Raymond | |
| Phil Mogg | |
| Here we come | |
| I got that | |
| I got the smell of whisky | |
| And leather | |
| Cadillacs | |
| Got a mother running | |
| With a real tight rack | |
| No winners here | |
| Only powered lead | |
| Brain dead boy | |
| With a nail in his head | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| There' s no mercy under the miracle bell | |
| Glamour and glitz | |
| God' s fiery hell | |
| Beyond the belly | |
| Heaven can' t move | |
| In the night time rush | |
| That bubbles and brews | |
| Those saintly sinners here | |
| Who say their prayers | |
| There' s all the riches | |
| For he that dares | |
| And the ghostly sceptre | |
| Of life' s lost and found | |
| I' ll meet you buried 6 feet | |
| Under the ground | |
| Revenge is sipped | |
| Like cold chicken soup | |
| You' re in you' re out boy | |
| How do you figure in this loop | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Climbing up a mountain | |
| Jimmy boy now | |
| He looks so cute | |
| He' s packing like a mule | |
| In his killing suit | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| I stopped breathing at 2: 45 | |
| Ambulance came | |
| Said I was still alive | |
| Cut' em down young | |
| In some bloody hail | |
| The track line ends | |
| With a silver rail | |
| And the saintly sinners | |
| Who say their prayers | |
| There' s all riches here | |
| For he that dares | |
| But the ghostly sceptre | |
| Of life' s lost and found | |
| I' ll meet you buried 6 feet underground | |
| Year of the gun | |
| Give me a smile now | |
| Year of the gun | |
| Year of the gun babe | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Give me a smile now | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Here a gun now |
| Year Of The | |
| Gun Paul Raymond | |
| Phil Mogg | |
| Here we come | |
| I got that | |
| I got the smell of whisky | |
| And leather | |
| Cadillacs | |
| Got a mother running | |
| With a real tight rack | |
| No winners here | |
| Only powered lead | |
| Brain dead boy | |
| With a nail in his head | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| There' s no mercy under the miracle bell | |
| Glamour and glitz | |
| God' s fiery hell | |
| Beyond the belly | |
| Heaven can' t move | |
| In the night time rush | |
| That bubbles and brews | |
| Those saintly sinners here | |
| Who say their prayers | |
| There' s all the riches | |
| For he that dares | |
| And the ghostly sceptre | |
| Of life' s lost and found | |
| I' ll meet you buried 6 feet | |
| Under the ground | |
| Revenge is sipped | |
| Like cold chicken soup | |
| You' re in you' re out boy | |
| How do you figure in this loop | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Climbing up a mountain | |
| Jimmy boy now | |
| He looks so cute | |
| He' s packing like a mule | |
| In his killing suit | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| I stopped breathing at 2: 45 | |
| Ambulance came | |
| Said I was still alive | |
| Cut' em down young | |
| In some bloody hail | |
| The track line ends | |
| With a silver rail | |
| And the saintly sinners | |
| Who say their prayers | |
| There' s all riches here | |
| For he that dares | |
| But the ghostly sceptre | |
| Of life' s lost and found | |
| I' ll meet you buried 6 feet underground | |
| Year of the gun | |
| Give me a smile now | |
| Year of the gun | |
| Year of the gun babe | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Give me a smile now | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Year of the gun now | |
| Here a gun now |
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