watching the wires

then i became a singer

it's strange to think about

i wanted to be heard

when you get down to it

there ain't no money in that

then i became a stranger

living with this gun

i was afraid i would never grow old

temptation wore me down

watching the wires

setting fires

i hate to run

but

i'm a gun for hire

gimme one good reason

do it for the feeling"