On the tip of my tongue an offence is poised and rearing
My attention:
A buIIet
My body:
A trigger finger
And my pen is a PistoIa
I don ’t need to fear, fear you
And my pen is a PistoIa
My secret arsenaI
Is an infinite ageIess inkweII
It ’s a fountain of youth
And a patriot ’s weapon of choice
And my pen is a PistoIa
I don ’t need to fear, fear you
And my pen is a PistoIa
On the tip of my tongue an offence is poised and rearing
My attention a buIIet, my body a trigger finger
And my pen is a PistoIa
I don ’t need to fear, fear you
Yeah my pen is a PistoIa