This song is the first release out of my old archives. It was written in the late 1980's when I was living in L.A. I noticed how everybody was "bad with their own gun" and how we all take our own special persona wherever we go. This song is what I call a surreal cowboy tune. It's part spaghetti western, part rock & roll, part Fellini soundtrack. It was a lot of fun finally recording this odd little piece. I'm in the process of looking for an animator to do a video clip to accompany the song and do a joint release together.

LYRICS:

Bad With Your Gun
© 2010 WhoAreWe Media
words & music by John Kilburn

You search the mountains, the canyons so low,
you realize there's no place you can go
Legends and lore, can't ignore that you're the one,
everyone knows that you're thinking of
all the things you can do bad with your gun....

No place to run, no place to hide, no place to die.
Will you have the will to survive
You know you're on the track, cause you're bad with your gun, so don't look back.

Nothing has changed as you move town to town,
You walk through the streets, all the eyes they look down.
Just when you think that no damage is done,
everyone looks like you're thinking of
all the things you can do bad with your gun....

No place to run, no place to hide, no place to die.
Will you have the will to survive
You know you're on the track, cause your bad with your gun, you got the hero on the run
I said your bad with you gun.................

la la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la..... la la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la..... oh........

No place to run, no place to hide, no place to die.
Will you have the will to survive
You know you're on the track, cause you're bad with your gun, you got the hero on the run
I said you're bad with your gun.................

la la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la..... la la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la..... oh........

All the things you can do,
All the things you can do bad...