Barrel of a Gun Lyrics


Wake up

You’re on the clock

No time to stop

We’re on our way from the Ripperdoc

To the gun shop to get ironed up

Shake up

This town ain’t gonna know what hit it

Eddies flowing, I could never quit it

Bodies pilling up to the top

No time to stop

Nomad

This is the life that I know

The life that is free

Flatline

Not the way of the suits

The one that suits me

Stand up

It’s time to make our way up

Atop the debris

Take back

Night City

Day by day

I pay my way

From the corpo scum

Living just to run

Blaze of glory, blaze the path

Blaze of fury, a blaze of wrath

Work all night

And play all day

Living life

Down the barrel of a gun

Chippin’ in, it’s all I need

Out with the dirty, plant the seed

I’m thinkin’ ‘bout all the ways

That I can upgrade

Take it in, my lifestyle ways

No remorse ’til the end of days

I’m thinkin’ ‘bout all the ways

That I can get paid

Nomad

This is the life that I know

The life that is free

Flatline

Not the way of the suits

The one that suits me

Stand up

It’s time to make our way up

Atop the debris

Take back

Night City

Day by day

I pay my way

From the corpo scum

Living just to run

Blaze of glory, blaze the path

Blaze of fury, a blaze of wrath

Work all night

And play all day

Living life

Down the barrel of a gun

Quiet life?

Ha! Not for me

Ed’s and iron is

All I need

Day by day

I pay my way

From the corpo scum

Living just to run

Blaze of glory, blaze the path

Blaze of fury, a blaze of wrath

Work all night

And play all day

Living life

Down the barrel of a gun