Smoking Gun Songtext / Lyric

Smoking Gun Songtext
A bit crazy yeah
He far from fin
Like his father yeah
Just like his son Still that silver moon
Lights up his slaves Still he makes them dig
Their own fucking graves

Evolution is a Evolution is a
Evolution is a
Evolution is a...smoking gun

See those pearly gates
Burnt rusty iron
See the preacher man
In the devils arms

Evolution is a Evolution is a
Evolution is a
Evolution is a...smoking gun