Me And A Gun, lyric by Tori Amos

from the songs album Little Earthquakes

5am friday morning, thursday night, far from sleep
I'm still up and driving, can't go home obviously
So I'll just change direcition cause they'll soon know where I live
And I wanna live
Got a full tank and some chips

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
And I sang 'holy holy' as he buttoned down his pants

You can laugh, It's kind of funny the things you think times like these
like I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this

Yes I wore a slinky red thing, does that mean I should spred
for you, your friends, your father, Mr. Ed

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
but I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this

And I know what this means, me and Jesus a few years back
Used to hang and he said 'It's your choice babe, just remember
I don't think that you'll be back in 3 days time so you choose well'
Tell me what's right, Is it my right to be on my stomach of Fred's Seville

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this

And do you know Carolina where the biscuits are soft and sweet
These things go through you head when there's a man on your back
and you're pushed flat on your stomach, it's not a classic cadillac

Me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this
I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this