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