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Shoot - Album Version

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“shoot” “shoot”

They say the life is like a long and racked road
Well, I've been falling asleep at the wheel
My nine to five has got me long, I'm feeling old
It's time to live for the things that are real

So wake up and shake it, turn the car around
Feel that, just take off and go out of this town

Has anybody got a one way ticket
To brand new life, leave it all behind
Put the battle to the metal
Time for living like it's all day night on the road tonight

Find a little bit of love, find a little bit of truth
Getting crooked at a backyard barbecue
Find a little bit of peace and a little bit of you
And put a bullet in all these booze
You're going to shoot shoot

I go to work, I pay my bills, I buy my time
Maybe it's time that I do something for myself
I mow the grass, take out the trash, it's never done
I'm not doing it all for my help

I'm ready, I'm spreading, turn on the radio
It's a good night, with all that
So crank it up and here we go

Has anybody got a one way ticket
To brand new life, leave it all behind
Put the battle to the metal
Time for living like it's all day night on the road tonight

Find a little bit of love, find a little bit of truth
Getting crooked at a backyard barbecue
Find a little bit of peace and a little bit of you
And put a bullet in all these booze
You're going to shoot

Won't god damn won't you give me something of that do you think
Singing “shoot”
Well, god damn won't you give me something of that do you think
Singing “shoot”
Well, god damn, won't you give me something of that do you think
Singing “shoot”
Well, god damn, won't you give me something of that do you think

Has anybody got a one way ticket
To brand new life, leave it all behind?
Put the battle to the metal
Time for living like it's all day night on the road tonight

Has anybody got a one way ticket
To brand new life, leave it all behind
Put the battle to the metal
Time for living like it's all day night on the road tonight

Find a little bit of love, find a little bit of truth
Getting crooked at a backyard barbecue
Find a little bit of peace and a little bit of you
And put a bullet in all these booze
You're going to shoot

Well, god damn, won't you give me something of that do you think
Singing “shoot”
Well, god damn, won't you give me something of that do you think
Singing “shoot”
Well, god damn, won't you give me something of that do you think
Singing “shoot”
Well, god damn, won't you give me something of that do you think

“shoot”