Tytuł: Thousand guns

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He stepped into the bar and looked around
   Didn't like much what he saw and what he found
   Too many faces with an attitude
   Too many dudes that were do uncool
   Y'hear what I'm saying, hombre
   Yeah, you too, mister
   Son of a bitch
  
   Hey, you over there, with the scar on your face
   I don't think you're part of the fucking human race
   You're like something I goddamn stepped on before
   And I'm the bad guy, come to settle the score
  
   It ain't black it ain't white
   I just come for the big fight
   And I'm your worst nightmare
   And I'm as deadly as a snake
   Can't you see it in my eyes
   And I'm packin' a few surprises
   I'm the man with a thousand, with a thousand guns
  
   I'm gonna do ya
   Like a dead dog down
   I'm gonna shoot ya
   With a thousand guns
  
   I'm so fast, my aim
   Is true, here's looking at you
   Right between the eyes
   I'm so fast, took you by surprise
   Got a Colt 45
   I am the desperado
   I'm the man with a thousand, with a thousand guns
  
   I'm a killer on the loose
   I shoot from the hip, no lip
   Got a pair of blooded hounds
   And they're straining for the kill
   I am the judge and jury
   I am the executioner
   I'm the man with a thousand, with a thousand guns