Hired gun - Bride

They pay me lots of money for what I do

I’m a dancer midnight romancer under the moon

I’m on the clock, I like to rock

I don’t work the streets

You’ll be amazed, your eyes a glazed

When I do my high wire feats

Exterminator, rawhide gangster, I can equal the odds

I pay for your sins with my boyish grin, I create the facade

Steady hand, I’m a gentleman, I’ve got deadly aim

Womanizer, lone survivor, I like to play the game

Hope you and Jesus have it all worked out

I’m a hired gun

There is no heaven here on earth, love must rule us all

Black days are coming, every prideful man will fall

Have no fear or shed a tear, but there will come a day

When I’m looked in the eye, asked to die, and I hear somebody say

Hope you and Jesus have it all worked out

I’m a hired gun