İncubus – Pistola

On the tip of my tongue an offence is poised and rearing

My attention:

A bullet

My body:

A trigger finger

And my pen is a Pistola

I don’t need to fear, fear you

And my pen is a Pistola

My secret arsenal

Is an infinite ageless inkwell

It’s a fountain of youth

And a patriot’s weapon of choice

And my pen is a Pistola

I don’t need to fear, fear you

And my pen is a Pistola

On the tip of my tongue an offence is poised and rearing

My attention a bullet, my body a trigger finger

And my pen is a Pistola

I don’t need to fear, fear you

Yeah my pen is a Pistola