Mightiest of Guns - Your Favorite Enemies

You see the Sunday bird swinging low

The fever in your brain only grows

And The Murder Boys are running down the street

You can see 'em through the window from your seat

Hear the sound of the mightiest of guns

And the shadows go like ghosts across your road

Oh take the world and burn it in a spoon

A mercy ship to sail you off to sleep

To where the crimson angels swim the deep

There’s no hiding from the mightiest of guns

With 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 laughing 'cause I know there ain’t no sin

All the world on the head of a pin

Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns

Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns