Hey Little Firing Squad

(One, two, three, four) Well, your house is full of furniture And your lovely heart is filled With a million pretty little dreams that your daddy Well, he went and killed There's a mounting pile of evidence And a sample of my blood And over in the corner waits A little firing squad And you know I'm about as worried as a man could get Yeah, you know I'm sucking on a cigarette Tell me it ain't over yet (Hey little firing squad) Hey little firing squad (Hey little firing squad) Yeah, alright Yeah, well, some people work for peanuts, baby But me and you, we were working for God Yeah, we were riding the bullet straight to the top Yeah, to the middle of the stars and the top We were making it here in London, baby We were making it in Paris, France And I would (?) are full Money down the front of my pants And you know Well, we had our place in the shade And you know Yeah, honey, we had it made Tell me it ain't over yet (Hey little firing squad) Tell me it ain't over yet (Hey little firing squad) Alright, yeah I woke up early this morning I was covered in sleeping kids And I reached out for my woman All twisted in the sheets And I clung on like a child For all that it was worth And together we rolled and we tumbled Off of the face of the earth And you know We'll travel deep in space And you know Yeah, way beyond the light Tell me it'll be alright (Hey little firing squad) Hey little firing squad (Hey little firing squad) Yeah, alright now --- Hey Little Firing Squad - Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds