like a wolf in sheep s clothing or a snake in the grass i ve got six bullets the first could be your last my mind is hazy and when they catch me they ll say i m crazy you put me down you brushed me off stepped on pushed and shoved i ll show you i ve had enough under the gun nowhere to run under the gun nowhere to run my brain is starting to squeak i m so tense and tight i can t even speak pissed off someone s gotta die tonight under the gun nowhere to run under the gun nowhere to run