Pick you up in the suburbs tomorrow
We won't tell,
they won't follow
Pack your bags,
and put all your trust in me
Never had a gun to his head,
that's what he said,
that's why I shot him dead,
with the vengance that his daughter fed
I've always been a sucker for a brown eyed,
punk rock girl,
and for her I'd shoot the world.

(CHORUS)

Shoot him down
Shoot him down for all the nightmares
Shoot him down
What goes around will come around
Shoot him down
Your father is also your pain
I love you and for us I'll shoot him down