Chorus Grant - Everything Red

The Smith & Wesson 3913 gun
Ideal for concealed carry and for blocking out the sun
With colored grips you keep it in a drawer
Along with shiny bullets for when you don’t want no more
And I realize why you love it so
It’ll make everything red

But there’d be no uptown
There’d be no downtown
If not seen through the crosshairs of your Smith & Wesson
So if the day should come when you turn eighty one
I hope it isn’t cloudy and you’ll look up at the sun
With your eyes closed
It’ll make everything red
And you’ll see you don’t need those
Bullets in your gun

The tailwing of our airplane’s like a shark
It taxies towards us
You had been shooting it at bottles in the sticks
Now you have a case of bullets in your home right off sixth
And I realize that everything’s red
I do realize why you love it so when everything’s red

Written by:
Kristian Finne, Michael Lindberg,

Publisher:
Lyrics © Tambourhinoceros ApS

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