Smoking Gun in Angus Stone

Lyrics Smoking Gun in Angus Stone

Smoking Gun
Smoking Gun

A bit crazy yeah
He far from fine
Like his father yeah
Just like his son

Still that silver moon
Lights up his slaves
Still he makes them dig
Their own fucking graves

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Smoking gun

See those pearly gates
Burnt rusty iron
See the preacher man
On the devil's arms

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Smoking gun

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