Composer : Not Documented

Mightiest of Guns -A.A.Bondy

You see the Sunday birds swinging low

And a fever in your brain only grows

And the murder boys are running down the street

You can see 'em from the window from your seat

Hear the sound of the mightiest of guns

And the shadows go like ghosts accross your room

Oh take the world and burn it in a spoon

A mercy ship to sail you off to sleep

To where the and angels swim the deep

There is no hiding from the mightiest of guns

Worth every breath you drink in the night

You won't give up your blue without a fight

And looking at the sky there is no pain

See the stars all falling down like burning rain

They were fired by the mightiest of guns

Tomorrow I'll be out of my mind

The bear will dance and the organ will grind

And I'm laughin 'cause I know there ain't no sin

All the world on a head of a pin

Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns

Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns