Guns & Guitars

Guns & Guitars

G.b.h
(album: Midnight, Madness & Beyond)

Some get kicks by kicking people,
some get high by talking down.
I get mine somewhere in-between,
dumb attitudes make me frown.

There are no guns, there´s just guitars,
shooting down the hopeful stars.
But it´s dog eat dog in this old game,
honesty don´t always get you fame.

We´re up here looking for adventure,
crazy apes on a wicked trapeze.
Entertaining for entertainment,
a two-way mirror reflecting ease.

So please don´t let us dominate you,
don´t let your heads get in a whirl.
We´re just devils craving sympathy,
save us from the big bad world.