Bury Me With a Gun

All my life I've been waiting for the day Looking for angels in the cheap motel Losers and winners, there's the saints and the sinners And Jesus working for the CIA Who got the money, man? Who got the upper hand? Who got the keys to the Chevrolet? All my life I've been waiting for the day And it's talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk... Yeah When the stars start falling from the sky When my time has come I won't ask why I've been a good man but if I'm wrong If I'm wrong, well, bury me with a gun B-b-b-bury me with a gun All this while I've been looking for a sign Changing the planet and the radio waves Ones and zeros and comic book heroes And the secret code to the pearly gates I got my head checked I got no regrets Did my confession in the grocery line All this while I've been waiting for a sign And it's talk, talk, talk, talk... Yeah When the stars start falling from the sky When my time has come I won't ask why I've been a good man but if I'm wrong If I'm wrong, well, bury me with a gun Can't ignore this fate Yeah I know, yes I know Like a holiday Yeah I know, yes I know When the stars start falling from the sky When my time has come I won't ask why I've been a good man but if I'm wrong Well, bury me with a gun B-b-b-bury me with a gun