ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

The gunman


(I know that on some narrow street)
(Our paths will cross, our eyes will meet)
(And love will leave me at its feet)
(I’m waiting for the gunman)

When I enter a room I will only sit facing the door
It’s love I’m looking for
As I search every face I start to wondering is this the place

For love is a gunman and no mercy has he
He’ll hunt you down until the day death sets you free
Love is a gunman and he’s coming to town
You’ll meet his gaze both barrels blaze, staring you down
Love is the gunman and no mercy has he
This time his sights are fixed on me

You can run, you can hide
You can even saddle up and ride
But love won’t be denied
You can wear a disguise but it isn’t fooled by alibis

For love is a gunman and no mercy has he
He’ll hunt you down until the day death sets you free
Love is a gunman and he’s coming to town
You’ll met his gaze, both barrels blaze, staring you down
Love is the gunman and no mercy has he
This time his sights are fixed on me

For love is a gunman
Love is a gunman

Love is a gunman and no mercy has he
This time his sights are fixed on me

(I know that on some narrow street)
(Our paths will cross, our eyes will meet)
(And love will leave me at its feet)
(I’m waiting for the gunman)