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