[Verse 1]
Now me and my partner, we work on the run
Quick trying to get quicker and the creepers get hung
It's you that got wasted tonight on the job
One lost his liquor and the other lost his head

Ten sticky thumb prints on the door and the sink
But nothin' saw nothin', just smelt the stink
Five hundred mugshots and a hundred to one
Four forgotten and the rest just won't come

[Chorus]
When you've begun to think like a gun
The rest of the year has already gone
When you've begun to think like a gun
The days of the year have suddenly gone

[Verse 2]
Blood on the windows and blood on the walls
Blood on the ceiling and down in the halls
Papers keep pounding and everything that burns
People getting restless but they'll never learn

I picked up a doctor, he's good with a knife
Says anaesthetic's a waste of his time
Works in a hurry but always worthwhile
Knows they won't be back for a long, long time
Top of the staircase was ready to fall
We were still waiting downstairs in the hall
Well, watch out for big mama, she'll set you on fire
Or go for your neck with the chicken wire

[Chorus]
When you've begun to think like a gun
The rest of the year has already gone
When you've begun to think like a gun
The days of the year have suddenly gone

[Verse 3]
Mother of plenty, mother of none
You've got me cornered and still on the run
I don't care nothing 'bout you anyway
Stuck in this hole I'm well on my way

[Chorus]
When you've begun to think like a gun
The rest of the year has already gone
When you've begun to think like a gun
The days of the year have suddenly gone