笨小笨Time & a Rifle歌词由John Murry演唱，出自专辑《the stars are god’s bullet holes.》，下面是《Time & a Rifle》完整版歌词！
Time & a Rifle歌词完整版
time and a rifle,
i've still got a chance,
to dig up the hatchet,
bury the blade,
cut into their dance.
god may forgive them,
what i can't forget.
the blood moon is high,
judgment is mine,
i'm so bored with this shit
time heals nothing
not while they're still breathing.
ain't no rape-kit salvation,
only blood law and open season.
i'm drawing the bow back,
i'm setting the snares.
when the pin hits the shell,
if there is a hell,
i will follow you there.
the end is nearing,
the means are at hand.
i've had twenty five years
to kill every fear
don't you dare make a stand.
time heals nothing
not while they're still breathing.
ain't no rape-kit salvation,
only blood law and open season.
fought until i's half-dead,
blood and cum soaked the bed:
thank christ i blacked out.
hate leaves language choked,
fever dreams, i awoke:
their nightly rag-doll.
the curtain is falling,
the gun's in my hand.
let the great world spin
until it's tripping over
it's own axis again.
three bullets chambered,
each dog gets his day.
the hammer will drop,
go on. call the cops
tell 'em it's "horseplay".
time heals nothing
not while they're still breathing.
ain't no rape-kit salvation,
only blood law and open season.
straight through to the hilt.
vistoriana was built,
on rape and murder.
justice is blind,
she can't tell time,
or see the game is over.
