Machine Gun - Live at the Fillmore East, NY - 1/1/70 - 2nd Set

Machine gun
Tearing my body all apart

Hey machine gun
Tearing my, tearing my body all apart

Evil man make me kill ya
Evil man make you kill me
Evil man make us kill-
Evil man, evil man make you kill me
Even though we're only families apart

Well, I pick up my axe and fight like a farmer
But your bullets keep cutting me down just the same

I'll say I'll throw down my axe and fight like a farmer
But your bullets knock me down, just the same, just the same

The same way you blow me mother
You father, just the same, just the same
Three times the pain
And you only got yourself to blame baby
'Cause she know what I mean

Let's calm 'em down
After a while baby, your bullets don't even cause me pain
Don't shoot 'em down
After a while, your bullets don't even cause me pain

Same way your blood's poppin'
You'll be goin' just the same
Three times the pain
And yourself to blame
Machine gun