Justice In The Barrel

Hey, mister can you help me?

I'm a loner on the run

I'm just looking for tomorrow

And I ain't gonna hurt no one

I jumped headfirst into a bottle

I was looking for a friend

Came up just short of nothing

I didn't find the truth I only found an end

So tell me who's gonna save me

Or my father or my son?

When the only justice a man can see

Is the barrel of a loaded gun, oh, yeah

I been broke and I've been hungry

I think they're both my middle name

But I don't never ever never seem to get enough

Still guess I can't complain

'Cause what you get in life you take it

You've gotta hold on and make it last

They say good things come to those who wait

But it's life that goes so fast

And when there's just one rule you live by

Each day you kiss the rising sun

When you live and die by the life we breathe

In the barrel of a loaded gun

Guns talk to me in my sleep at night

And a gun somewhere is burning

With my name

Winners are losers

And losers will have to face

All those yesterdays

And all of the dreams they blew away

So, mister, can you help me?

Or are you my gun?

Have the ghosts of justice

Brought you here to me to taste

The barrel of a loaded gun

There's justice in the barrel

Of a loaded gun