Hit it one more Time for our men in uniform (with a price upon their
heads)
This is a WAR! Sober up, but call it what you want The color changes up in the
sun

Not throwing stones at you anymore Your name's in lights and I don't wonder
anymore Anymore

All my X's live with hexes, this is why I hang myself with jealousy upon
a fencepost half mast
Fashion: war between the guilty and the guilty and the guilty and the
guilty and the teen

Not throwing stones at you anymore Your name's in lights and I don't wonder
anymore Anymore

Oh yeah, I would like to stay and die like mice do
I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man I'm crying, crying, crying!

Not throwing stones at you anymore Your name's in lights and I don't wonder
anymore Anymore

Oh yeah, I would like to Yeah, I'd like to die like fucking mice do
I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man And I'm crying in the beer of a drunk
man

Fashion! Fashion! Buy it! Load it! Shoot it!