Shoot 'em Down

Twisted Sister

She looks so fine

Like champagne or wine

No one ever gets her

Oh ain't she cool

Plays us for fools

If we want to let her

Across the room she sees some buffoon

Blown away by her style

She goes out of her way so that she can play

And make him beg for a little while



She's gonna



Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down,

Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down,

Shoot 'em down to the ground



Like caviar

Or fine foreign car

He's a motivator

Dressed to the T's

They're down on their knees

He's a master baiter

He'll make 'em crawl for the hell of it all

He likes to see 'em cry

And then just for fun he'll say she's the one

And then he'll make her die



He's gonna



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They don't care about feelings

They were meant to be stepped on

And while one is healing

They go and step on another one



Now these people prey

On us every day

Some are bad, some badder

They think we're fools

So they make their own rules

It only gets us madder

Well they think they're hot

Well I say they're not

They shoot us down for fun

If they wanna play

Then let's make 'em pay

Shoot them down with a fuckin' gun



We gotta



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