Hung Fire

Lyrics
Things were bad, if we're being honest Gave it away, stood on the corner I was down on my knees searching for something I get why people pray now Down at the mission they're ringing the bells Come all ye faithful, joy to the world St. Nick's at the racetrack giving it out Tryna make it rain with his paycheck Some out-of-work boxers, looking for a job Down the red river, setting fires It's Christmas, baby, thank God we made it All the savage angels who want us like dogs Gun to my head but it hung fire It's Christmas, baby, thank God we madе it It's Christmas, baby, I'm glad we made it Watching our kids with some kinda еyes They're getting old enough to realize For our new world you gotta fight to survive It's only love that's worth saving Horse in the roses burning alive Snake for poison with the Lazarus smile[?] Open the door, step outside Do what you can while you're able Some out-of-work boxers, looking for a job Down the red river, setting fires It's Christmas, baby, thank God we made it All the savage angels who want us like dogs Gun to my head but it hung fire It's Christmas, baby, thank God we made it It's Christmas, baby, I'm glad we made it (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
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Credits
- Writers
- M.C. Taylor