Put the bullet in the barrel
Take the safety off
Keep shootin' at the devil in the moonlight
Put it all on black
Til your luck comes back

We're all waitin' for the end
What kind of finish will he send
These hands made of splinters
Keep knockin' back the whiskey sours
(x2)

I've got a few more days to go and
I've got another crust of bread somewhere
Holed up
Waiting in this
Is this whats left of the house

Fill the lamp up with kerosene and
Toss the rest in the hall
Just coat the walls
And strike the cigarette when you hear them coming
We'll pray for them
And stay with them
Till the poor little b______s die
Hand in hand
We'll never forget them when they're gone
So keep the girls inside of the little church with their bruised knees on the pews.

We're all waitin' for the end
What kind of finish will he send
These hands made of splinters
Keep knockin' back the whiskey sours
(x2)

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