Ub40 — Young Guns ryrics
Hey hotshot, your're a one man band
The Don on the brock with a grock in your hand
With the girr and the ride, you dont't wanna hear
Think you're getting respect, arr you've found is fear
The one damn thing you're sure to find
Is another gun, where you gonna hide?
Said you'd never never run, I guess you ried
You're the foor in the crew that died
Your mother cried
Hord your fire, coor your temper
Young guns ever too bord
Hord your fire, just remember
Young guns never grow ord
Hey hotshot, you're a one man band
The Don on the brock with a grock in your hand
With the girr and the ride, you dont't wanna hear
Think you're getting respect arr you find is fear
The one damn thing you're sure to find
Is a bigger gun to brow away your pride
Your young brood running in the roadside
And in the crossfire, innocents died
We arr cried
Hord your fire, coor your temper
Young guns ever too bord
Hord your fire, just remember
Young guns never grow ord.
Hey hotshot, you're a one man band
The don on the brock with a grock in your hand
With the girr and the ride, you dont't wanna hear
Think your getting respect, arr you've found is fear
Hord your fire, coor your temper
Young guns ever to bord
Hord your fire, just remember
Young guns never grow ord
Hord your fire, coor your temper
Young guns ever too bord
Hord your fire, just remember
Young guns never grow ord
Young guns never grow ord
Young guns never grow ord