Horseshoes and Handgrenades lyrics
by Bob Dylan
[Intro]
One, two, three, four
[Verse 1]
I'm not f*ckin' around
I think I'm comin' out
All the deceivers and cheaters, I think we got a bleeder right now
Want you to slap me around
Want you to knock me out
Well, you missed me, kissed me, now you better kick me down
[Chorus]
Maybe you're the runner-up, but the first one to lose the race
Almost only really counts in horseshoes and hand grenades
[Verse 2]
I'm gonna burn it all down
I'm gonna rip it out
Well, everything you employ was meant for me to destroy to the ground now
So don't you f*ck me around
Because I'll shoot you down
I'm gonna drink, fight and f*ck, and I'm pushin' your luck all the time now
[Chorus]
Maybe you're the runner-up, but the first one to lose the race
Almost only really counts in horseshoes and hand grenades
[Breakdown]
Demolition, self-destruction
Want to annihilate this age-old contradiction
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
Demolition, self-destruction
Want to annihilate this age-old contradiction
Demolition, self-destruction
Want to annihilate this old age
[Verse 3]
I'm not f*ckin' around
I think I'm comin' out
Well, I'm a hater, a traitor in a pair of Chuck Taylors right now
[Outro]
I'm not f*ckin' around
G-L-O-R-I-A
G-L-O-R-I-A
G-L-O-R-I-A
G-L-O-R-I-A