Текст песни Rifle Range - Live 1977 - Early Show - Blondie

I was all alone with the scent of a bone
And my heart was stuck in this emptiness zone
I had not a care, though I wanted to hear
The voice of a maiden who was playing down there

At the rifle range
At the rifle range
At the rifle range
At the rifle range

Like a victim of truce, I was strung on a noose
Cracking at the news of a prey let loose
I turned around to stare at the face she would wear
And I ran through the gallows, her heart was down there

Yeah Yeah Yeah
At the rifle range
At the rifle range
At the rifle range
At the rifle range

If I lose my head, we'll be certainly dead, oh
With visions of acid, how I wish they bled, oh
The drumming's of fear cause they're getting so near
And I think of a lion who was devoured down there
Yeah, yeah, yeah

At the rifle range
At the rifle range
At the rifle rang
At the rifle range
At the rifle range

Bang bang, at the rifle range
Bang bang, at the rifle range
Bang bang