Shotgun!
Standing on a stage the boy started shaking
Lip curled back, place started quaking
I ain't got long to go now baby
I'm flying high
Riding on a medicine train
Never coming down again
Riding on a medicine train
I ain't never, never coming down
All fired up a desolation angel
Shooting from a hip in the Sonic Temple
I ain't got long to go now baby
I'm flying high
Don't you take me down the river, please
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