Blood And Bullets (Pissin' Against The Wind) (Widowmaker)

Long ago and far away Out on the endless road Town to town and day after day Talking about and overload. Know we had a job to do Had no time to play Like a freight train passing through Coast to coast a runaway. Blood and bullets All right, all right, all right Blood and bullets Yeash We spit blood and bullets All day and all the night Blood and bullets We we're passing against the wind. Long the way we saw a lot of pain Saw some spirits broke Had some hard times, lots of rain Under pressure never choked. Down'n'dirty rough'n'tough Never pulled a punch Wouldn't say enought's enough What a fucking nasty cunt.