Girls, Guitars 'n Guns

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Lyrics

It's been said "A man's home is his castle"
And you got no right to come and give me a hassle
I might take a sip of whiskey, drink a beer or two
If I'm blitzed on Sunday it ain't nothing to you

They're brain dead on The Left and The Right
Aint gonna live my life on the run
There's three things I gotta hold in my hands
Gimme girls, guitars and guns

That side's yours and this side's mine
We'll get along smoothly 'til you cross that line
Eat your peanut butter sandwich, or give it away
But keep your hands to yourself, don't touch my PBJ

They're brain dead on The Left and The Right
Aint gonna live my life on the run
There's three things I gotta hold in my hands
Gimme girls, guitars and guns

You could go up to Aspen, you could hang with the stars
Fill your nose up with blow and wreck expensive cars
You could save the world with all your charity
But you don't wanna give, you wanna take it from me

They're brain dead on The Left and The Right
Aint gonna live my life on the run
There's three things I gotta hold in my hands
Gimme girls, guitars and guns
They're brain dead on The Left and The Right
Aint gonna live my life on the run
There's three things I gotta hold in my hands
Gimme girls, guitars and guns

Bill West - Vocals / Guitars
James West - Guitars / Bass / Drums / Backing Vocals