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Well, your house is full of furniture
And your lovely heart is filled
With a million pretty little dreams that your daddy
Well, he went and killed
There's a mounting pile of evidence
And a sample of my blood
An over in the corner waits
A little firing squad

Pre-Chorus
And you know
I'm about as worried as a man could get
Yeah, you know
I'm sucking on a cigarette
Tell me it ain't over yet

Chorus
Hey, little firing squad
Hey, little firing squad
Hey, little firing squad
Yeah, alright

Verse 2
Yeah, well, some people work for peanuts, baby
But me and you, we were working for God
Yeah, we were riding the bullet straight to the top
Yeah, to the middle of the stars and the top
We were making it here in London, baby
We were making it in Paris, France
Well, I would go where sales unfold
You sell money down the front of my pants

Pre-Chorus
And you know
Oh, well, we had our place in the shade
And you know
Yeah, honey, we had it made
Ah, tell me it ain't over yet

Chorus
Hey, little firing squad
Tell me it ain't over yet
Hey, little firing squad
Alright, yeah

Verse 3
I woke up early this morning
I was covered in sleeping kids
And I reached out for my woman
All twisted in the sheets
And I clung on like a child
For all that it was worth
And together we rolled and we tumbled
Off of the face of the earth

Pre-Chorus
And you know
Well, we'll travel deep in space
And you know
Yeah, way beyond the light
Tell me it'll be alright

Chorus
Hey little firing squad
Hey little firing squad
Hey little firing squad
Yeah, alright now