Lyrics:

Get get get get your widow maker
And put your children back inside
Yet yet yet yet another failure
In this land of the free
Black hope shot down
There's a gun in his hand
Dead souls divine
There's a hole in his head
Back back back back off for I break you
And that's how everything goes down
Run run run run away don't stay here
Or they'll say it's your time
Black hope shot down
There's a gun in his hand
Dead souls divine
There's a hole in his head
Black hope shot down
There's a gun in his hand
Shot down
Black hope shot down
There's a gun in his hand
Dead souls divine
There's a hole in his head