Album Name : The Sticks (Bonus Track Version)
Release Date : 2013-02-12
Song Duration : 4:28
Mother Mother Little Pistol
Upon my side where it is felt
I pack a little pistol on my pistol belt
I think it might be fear
Of the world and the way it makes you feel afraid
Under the skin against the skull
They put a little chip so that they know it all
I think I might be scared
Of the world and the way it makes you feel afraid and
How it gets in the way, in the way, in the way, in the
way
And now I want brimstone in my garden
I want roses set on fire
And I, well I want what's best for me
And I, well I think I know just what that means
Just what that means
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Today I coo, today I caw
I have a pistol party and I kill them all
I think it might be fear
Of the man and the men with the hands inside
And the women oh the women all they do is cry
And I, well I lose my mind, I lose my mind, I lose my
mind, I lose my mind
And now I found brimstone in my garden
I found roses set on fire
And I found Jesus, what a liar
Now I trade licks with Muddy Waters
And I, well I found what's best for me
And I, I see no tragedy
And I, well I found a burning rose
And now I won't be packing little pistols no more
