A/N: Originally written for a class in which we had to write song lyrics. At first it was just about the life of a hired gun, but it ended up reminding me about Moran, so I thought I'd post it here. Enjoy!
Verse 1:
When life throws you rent,
You're gonna have to pay,
But when you've got no money,
And you've got no other way,
You remember how you hunted
With Mummy in the wood,
And how she always praised you,
'Cuz your aim was oh so good.
So when someone will give you
Some money if you just
Kill a few men for him,
Your mind's consumed with lust.
Chorus:
'Cuz there's your daily bread,
And as the saying goes
If the price is right
You'll kill a man
Or two
Or three
Who knows?
Verse 2:
The first time's nauseating,
The second, not so bad,
The third, you see the guy collapse,
And you're not even sad.
Don't think about their kids,
Don't think about their wife,
Just go and get the job done
Just go and end their life.
Forgo all your emotion,
Paint on a stone-cold face,
Forget about your feelings,
Just think about the chase.