The Stunning Guns: We Need Air From Outer Space


We all love to pull a little boogie
Once in a while we tend to make it funky
If there´s a case: we´ve been a little moody
A good ol' diddly-do wil make it easier
Jamming on the nude is what we like to do when
we have had a barrell of vodka

There was a time we had a little problems
Deep, down and dirty we have got through them
Now that we´re all a lil' bit older
It doesn´t hurt to jam a little blues song
But if there´s a way, a way to blow our minds though
You´re gonna need a hell of a funk beat

We need air from outer space

Fisherman´s friends and a bottle of Leka
Is our recipe for longterm happiness
Give us a shout whenever you´re in need of
Dude-looking fuckers who like to crash a party
Fix us a drink and make us feel welcome
We are the Guns and we´re gonna Stun y'all