SHOOT
1999-06, words & music by H. LANGE, CD: DEEP DEPARTURE (BM 0400)
SHOOT WITH YOUR PISTOL IN MY FACE, RIP ME WITH YOUR KNIFE, BURN ME IN YOUR BLAZE, HIT ME WITH A HAMMER TO MY HEAD, BECAUSE I FEEL ALREADY DEAD
I WAS A JOYFUL LITTLE BOY BEFORE I MET YOU AT THE BAR, BUT THEN YOU MADE ME GOIN' HOME ON MY FEET NOT BY MY CAR, BUT THIS WAS NOT MY HOME, IT WAS YOUR ROOM, AND ON YOUR BED YOU WERE MY BLOOM - WE WERE IN LOVE ONE NIGHT OR TWO, I DIDN'T KNOW, LOST THE TIME, FORGOT MY NAME AND WHAT TO DO
YOU WERE HOT I CALLED YOU HEAT, YOUR FEET MOVED TO THE BEAT, I'LL GIVE MY HEART (AND I WILL TAKE IT AGAIN !) TO ANYBODY ELSE AS OFTEN AS I CAN, WE WERE IN LOVE ONE NIGHT OR TWO, I FORGOT IT 'CAUSE IT'S NOT IMPORTANT TO KNOW - I'M SORRY WHEN I HIT YOU TO YOUR HEAD
SHOOT WITH YOUR PISTOL IN MY FACE ...
NOW I LOOK AROUND, LOOKIN' FOR MY GIRL IN THE SKY AND ON THE GROUND, I NEED ONE MORE KISS FOR MY BLISS, YOU CAN CLOSE MY EYES AND SEND ME IN THE MIST
I WILL KISS YOU AGAIN WHEN I LOOK FOR A MAN - HIT ME WITH A HAMMER TO MY HEAD
SHOOT WITH YOUR PISTOL IN MY FACE ...
SHOOT - IN MY FACE, RIP ME WITH YOUR KNIFE, B-B-B-BURN ME IN YOUR BLAZE, HIT ME WITH A HAMMER TO MY HEAD, BECAUSE I LOVE YOU 'TIL I'M DEAD