Smoking Gun

Aw, Get up!
They say that money ain't everything
But you ain't got enough.

Aw, now you're hooked on the junk
Its a smokin gun
And you don't want to carry it

Its a smoking gun
What a kick in the face
You're long lost
You haven't slept in days
You hate this place
Its so far away from home

Aw, give it up!
Forget about everything
And get in the truck (fuck!)
Oh, my Fiona, you fucked up
With a smokin gun
Now you don't want to bury him

With a smokin gun
and a kick in the teeth
And on and on and on to me
You hate this place
Its so far away from home

And its a smoking gun