GUN

Fire! Fire! Fire! 

Oh, how I love the smell of war in the air 
Makes me think of home 
And everything I know 
Billowing October orange
And shading the Heavens with smoke 
I'm sorry?
Did somebody tell you that life would be fair?
Load the guns!

Fire! Fire! Fire!

Death and Hell and iron and fire and dread
Gun and spark and powder are my only friends
A cannon on land or a gun out at sea
Are terribly known for the thunder they bring

Here we go!
Fire! Fire! Fire!

Aim every gun at those
Puke bellied, tottering fools
Face her starboard side
We'll leave none alive
Wait for the sweat of the tide
Then fire at the fear in their eyes
I'm sorry? 
Did somebody teach you to play by the rules?
Fire at will!

Fire! Fire! Fire!
Death and Hell and iron and fire and dread
Gun and spark and powder are my only friends
A cannon on land or a gun out at sea
Are terribly known for the thunder they bring
With voices of fire and ear piercing rings
A man with a gun is a killing machine

Fire! Fire! Fire!
Beslubbering bootless cravens...