The Bullet:
  "I've got a crush on a pretty pistol
  Should I tell her that I feel this way?
  Father told us to be faithful
  I've got a crush on a pretty pistol
  Should I tell her that I feel this way?
  I've got love songs in my head
  That are killing us away"
    The Father:
  "Do you love your guns?"
  (Yeah)
  "God?"
  (Yeah)
  "Your government?"
  (Fuck yeah)
    "Do you love your guns?"
  (Yeah)
  "God?"
  (Yeah)
  "Your government?"
  (Fuck yeah)
    The Bullet:
  "She tells me I'm a pretty bullet
  I'm gonna be a star someday
  Mather says that we should look away
  She tells me I'm a pretty bullet
  An Imitation Christ
  I've got love songs in my head that killing us away"
    The Father:
  "Do you love your guns?"
  (Yeah)
  "God?"
  (Yeah)
  "Your government?"
  (Fuck yeah)