[Verse 1]
I just came to dance in San Francisco
You can eat the hubris out my hand
Damn, your crusty eyes make me look pretty
Let's get out the rain and in your van

Peaches wants the cute one in the trap hat
Me, I’ll go ahead and stick with you
Peaches got a prince back in her bed you know
Your motley crew has got a lot to prove

[Chorus]
We didn't come here with a thirst for blood
But you disappointed me, so I think you'd better run
Just two gentle girls with two very loaded guns
You gave it a sweet, sweet try baby
But you boys are gonna die

[Verse 2]
We just came to dance in San Francisco
But now we’ve killed a pyschedelic band
The road to Hell is paved with good intentions
I just wanted your multicoloured van

Peaches is asleep in this guy's trap hat
Blood on my guitar and on the floor
Wailing to Rosetta on the stereo
Headed for the next stop on your tour
[Chorus]
We didn't come here with a thirst for blood
But you disappointed me, so I think you'd better run
Just two gentle girls with two very loaded guns
You gave it a sweet, sweet try baby
But you boys are gonna die

[Bridge]
Hey come a little closer, Joe
I wanna show you a trick I know
Close your eyes and count to ten
You'll never open them again
Hey come a little closer, Joe
I wanna show you a trick I know
Close your eyes and count to ten
You'll never open them again

[Chorus]
We didn't come here with a thirst for blood
But you disappointed me, so I think you'd better run
Just two gentle girls with two very loaded guns
You gave it a sweet, sweet try baby
But you boys are gonna die