Now there's a place I know, and I sometimes love
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where they're born in the shadow of a rifle club
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Hearts of gold, but they're in some doubt
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when it's time to get the handgun out
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Time to get, get the handgun
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Time to get the handgun out
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Now it's time to get, good God, good gosh
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Get the handgun out!
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Now a stranger can see instantly
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all the strains in this society
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Not a melting pot, it's a centrifuge
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where the quick, and the dead
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are both equal losers!
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Get all your trucks, collect them free
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Drive to the ocean, throw them in the sea!
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Time to get, get the handgun
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Time to get the handgun out
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Now it's time to get, good God, good gosh
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Get the handgun out!
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Now there's a place I know, and I sometimes love
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Time to get the handgun out
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Born in the shadow of a rifle club
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Time to get the handgun out
|
Hearts of gold, but they're in some doubt
|
When it's time to get the handgun out
|
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Get all your trucks, collect them free
|
Drive to the ocean, throw them in the sea!
|
|
Time to get, get the handgun
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Time to get the handgun out
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Now it's time to get, good God, good gosh
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Get the handgun out!
|
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Hearts of gold, but they're down on love
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Born in the shadow of a rifle club
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Hearts of gold, but they're in some doubt
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When it's time to get the handgun out
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Time to get, get the handgun
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Time to get the handgun out
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Now it's time to get, good God, good gosh
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Get the handgun out!
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Handgun
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