Blood and bullets (pissin' against the wind)

Long ago and far away
Out on the endless road
Town to town and day after day
Talkin' about an overload

Know we had a job to do
Had no time to play
Like a freight train passin' through
Coast to coast a runaway

Blood and bullets
All right, all right, all right
Blood and bullets
Yeah
We spit blood and bullets
All day and all the night
Blood and bullets
We were pissin' against the wind

'Long the way we saw a lot of pain
Saw some spirits broke
Had some hard times, lots of rain
Under pressure never choked

Down 'n' dirty, rough 'n' tough
Never pulled a punch
Wouldn't say enough's enough
What a fuckin' nasty cunt

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