My Favorite 9

Lyrics

I've got perfection strapped on my side, yeah This evil seduction playin' with my mind, oh, yeah When someone comes bangin' upon my door All bent out of shape with a cocked .44 I can show you how to play the game So you better pray and take aim Well, you've got temptation written in your eyes And I know we're hit with the worst of it It's killing inside us all When some trigger happy cowboy Put a bullet in his brain Only God knows better 'cause he created shame Whеre's the season whеre we become one Is it on its way? It's what I gotta say And I'm gonna do, oh, Lord Is make things fine, yeah With my favorite 9 It's what I gotta say And I'm gonna do, oh, Lord Is make things right, yeah With my favorite 9 Ooh, every time I turn around And someone's trying to make me get sick And someone pulled a trigger Then another little kid gets hit So get 'em, so get 'em It's what I gotta say And I'm gonna do Is make things right It's what I gotta say And I'm gonna do, oh, Lord Is make things right With my favorite 9, hey!