From the album But There's Nowhere To Go

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Lyrics

I like the smell of blood dryin’ in the streets
I got piles of cash and people under my feet
I’m the bible thumpin’ son of the devil myself
I got this sexy little gun I keep on the shelf

I’m Miss America’s favorite son
I got bloody red hands I was born with a gun
It’s a dirty job honey but its gotta be done’
Got stars and stripes in my eyes
And im in love with my gun

I can play a million parts down to perfection
Just grab another face from my vast collection
I got Jesus and Cheerleaders all on my side
I got this hole in my soul that I just cant hide

I’m Miss America’s favorite son
I got bloody red hands I was born with a gun
It’s a dirty job honey but its gotta be done’
Got stars and stripes in my eyes
And im in love with my gun

I’m Miss America’s favorite son
I got bloody red hands I was born with a gun
It’s a dirty job honey but its gotta be done’
Got stars and stripes in my eyes
And im in love with my gun