Come on, boys

She looks so fine like champagne or wine
No one ever gets her
Oh, ain't she cool, plays us for fools
If we wanna let her

Across the room she sees some buffoon
Blown away by her style
She goes out of her way so that she can play
And make him beg for a little while

Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down to the ground

Like caviar or a fine foreign car
He's a motivator
Dressed to the T's, they're down on their knees
He's master baiter

He'll make 'em crawl for the hell of it all
He likes to see 'em cry
And then just for fun he'll say, she's the one
And then he'll make her die
He's gonna

Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down to the ground

They don't care about feelings
They were meant to be stepped on
And while one is healing
They go and step on another one

Now these people prey on us everyday
Some are bad, some badder
They think we're fools so they make their own rules
It only gets us madder

Well, they think they're hot, well, I say, they're not
They shoot us down for fun
If they wanna play, let's make 'em pay
Shoot them down with a fuckin' gun

Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down to the ground