Little Pistol

Upon my side Where it is felt I pack a little pistol on my pistol belt I think I might be scared Of the world and the way it makes you feel afraid Under the skin Against the skull They put a little chip so they know it all I think I might be scared Of the world and the way it makes you feel afraid And I I I I I I It gets in the way gets in the way gets in the way In the way way ay ay ay and now I want brimstone In my garden And I want roses Set on fire And I I want what's best for me And I I think I know know what that means Just what that means. To-day I coo To-day I caw I have a pistol party and I Kill them all I think I might be scared. Of the men and the men with their hands in-side and the women oh the women all they do is cry And I I I I I I I lose my mind lose my mind lose my mind Lose my mi i i ind and now I found brimstone In my garden And I found roses Set on fire And I found Jesus what a liar So I trade licks with Muddy Waters And I I found what's best for me And I I see no tragedy And I well I found a burning rose And I I think I know know what that means Just what that means