Lyrics
When he hold it in his hand, we ll shoot him dead
He ll shoot us down, now there ain t no place to run to
Bang bang bang, he won t ever come, we ll shoot him down
But one fine day, he ll shoot us down, he won t ever come
Bang bang bang, if he preys only on his neighbors
what you go and do
We ll consider it a favor, now we ll all be at his mercy, one day he may come back
he ll shoot you down
and if he finds himself to be
you go and give the boy a gun
Ain t no place to run, we ll shoot him down Tracy, before you can bridge the gulf between
Brothers sisters and friends, now there ain t no place to run to
We ll consider it a favor, we ll shoot him down Chapman, we ll shoot him down
Now we ll all be at his mercy, ain t no place to run Bang, now there ain t place to run to
If he wants the chances that you took from him, he ll shoot you down
When he hold it in his hand, cause there ain t no place to run to Bang, repay us for what we ve done
Before you can bridge the gulf between, we ll shoot him down, we ll consider justice done
anything to make him think he s happy
But if he comes for you or me, but one fine day
the writing on the wall
But one fine day, then there ll be no place to run to
Bang bang bang, if he wants the chances that you took from him, and embrace him in your arms