[Chorus:] Better sit down kids I'll tell you why, kids You might not understand, kids But give it a try, kids Now how should I put this I've got
[Chorus:] Better sit down kids I'll tell you why, kids You might not understand, kids But give it a try, kids Now how should I put this I've got something
[Chorus:] Bang Bang, you shot me down Bang Bang, I hit the ground Bang Bang, that awful sound Bang Bang, my baby shot me down I was five and you were
You know I always will Bring your money 'round, let's call the call There's the dead man's hand again Down and dirty Down and dirty Down and dirty Down
by your grin That you're trembling within It's all over town, cheer down And the smile on your face Is sometimes out of place Don't mind, no frowns, cheer down
savior's highway bound You read the tabloids every day They're giving lots of things away They went to build you up so they can bring you down Talk
do it for the love Bunk bed flow, always one level above If Ii??m in ya starting five you will never need a sub And Ii??m neva looking down so I always
hills, in the Boulevard Her parents threw big parties, everyone was there They hung out with folks like Dennis Hopper And Bog Seager, and Sunny and Cher
and bowlegged runnin up behind her Go head get down pop lock at the cockhouse For girl don't lie you know you wanna go back to my house Man right cher
big thing To bring them to the gates of heaven Or maybe just a late night in Vegas It's true that's what we do when we're going down swinging Then coming
who is this? You know it's mine forever Stop the regrets and baby, let's get it together Takin' these vows for worst or better And if so I got you, holdin' you down
5 times in the mirror I'm jumpin' out, whoa You can hear the Sounds of the motherfuckin' men Tryin' to get your chain, tryin' to get your chain Flush this down
seem, But ride through the city, And The Streets aint clean, All I see is drug deals, big wheels and feinds, But any way they took East Atlanta back,(?) Throw Atlanta Down
come on down, dig that crazy sound Yeah take a chance, Zydeco and romance Yeah everybody here, got rhythm in their bones It's another Friday night down
a fuckin' rhino Lil Weezy hit this bitch like Rocky Marciano It's a drought ain't it? How the fuck would I know? Nigga I been gettin' my Cher in (share
Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh, my oh, me gotta go Pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, sweetest one, me oh, my oh, son of a gun We'll have big
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma Cher Amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay o son of a gun We'll