Twenty, twenty, twenty more bullets to go-oh-oh
I want to be sedated!
No cards to act, nowhere to go-oh-oh
I want to be sedated!
Just turn around this cycle and get me out of town!
Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! My friends are going down!
Their guts are pink and frothy, my pants are turning brown!
Oh no no no no no!Twenty, twenty, twenty more bullets to go-oh-oh
I want to be sedated!
No cards to act, no where to go-oh-oh
I want to be sedated!
The Junker in the tower has got a great big gun
And if I had an action I sure as hell would run!
He's aimin' for my noggin', I think my time is done!
Oh no no no no no!Twenty, twenty, twenty more bullets to go-oh-oh
I want to be sedated!
No cards to act, nowhere to go-oh-oh
I want to be sedated!
The Syker's using Arson, to make our bikes go "BOOM"
I'd be crapping in my pants again but there just isn't room
This lousy stinkin' ambush is going to be my doom
Oh no no no no no!Twenty, twenty, twenty more bullets to go-oh-oh
I want to be sedated!
No cards to act, nowhere to go-oh-oh
I want to be sedated!
That mutie on the corner, he really is a freak!
He's shooting lots of bullets, my bladder starts to leak!
Now if I had an action, some cover I would seek!
Oh no no no no no!AAAARGH!
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Credits: Lyrics copyright Edmund Metheny, 2002. This site copyright Edmund Metheny and Sophie Lagacé, 2002. Deadlands: Hell On Earth written and designed by Shane Lacy Hensley, copyright Pinnacle Entertainment, 1996-1998.