Shoot shoot shoot shoot me down Down in your pit where you know That I won't be found Take take take take all you need Your place is a mess, I protest with a broken plea So, you think you already know? Shoot the poets and hang them on the wall Run, run, run and drive Fire on the line Hold your mud I got jigs in the car When you dig the dirt Can you come inside? I know that time will kill you my love The very space you occupy for me The very space you occupy for me