Revolver

His spit is worth more than her work

Pass tha purse to the pugilists

He's a prizefighter

He bought rings and he owns kin

And now he's swingin'

And now he's the champion

Hey revolver, don't mothers make

Good fathers ?

Revolver

A spotless domain

Hides festering hopes she's certain thre's more

Pictures of fields without fences

Her body numbs as he approaches the door

Hey revolver, don't mothers make

Good fathers ?

Revolver


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