Lyrics:

Terror from the tower, panic in the streets
A gun full of surprises, the special of the week
The wailing of the sirens, multiple alarms
The screaming of the bullhorns, God bless the right to arm
The finger on the trigger
The target in the sights
And you will remember
Death comes day or night
I got a fistful of anger
A head full of pain
Belt full of bullets
Switch-blade insane

My shelter on the rooftop, up there in the blue
I hear a voice inside me, and who the fuck are you?
Don't tell me I'm a mad man, I only wanna play
That's the way the rules are in good old USA
The finger on the trigger
The target in the sights
And you will remember
Death comes day or night
I got, I got, I got a fistful of anger
A head full of pain
Belt full of bullets
Switch-blade insane

A fistful of anger
A head full of pain
Belt full of bullets
Switch-blade insane
A fistful of anger
I got a head full of pain
And a belt full of bullets
Switch-blade insane