Smoking Gun
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Smoking Gun
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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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