Lyrics

Guns for Hire

(Music - M. Novak, Lyrics – M. Novak, C. Webster)

Their Humbuckers screaming as they shred the strings
All to make it great for he who sings
No credit on the album but you know their licks
These guys make the songs with all their tricks

Married to 6 howling strings, missing life’s little things
They talked through their fingers and their words linger.
They’re the best of the best for not much cash
They could be replaced in a flash because of a clash

CHORUS:

Hired guns for the road the show must go on.
Guns for hire many axes to grind
Hired guns for the road the pressure is on
Guns for hire but they remain unsigned


5 strings of thunder that moves everybody
They’re squeezing the neck and slamming the body
As they’re spanking the plank you feel the rumble
They’re living a life that’s rough and tumble

Banging the circles, limbs in four different times
Another way of talking and making rhymes
Kicking the beat it’s the heart of the song
Pounding the skins until it goes wrong.

CHORUS:

The fans only see the hour of climax
Not the lifetime of the band honing it’s acts
They envy the fame not knowing the cost
The show must go on even with lives lost

They all want to be in the bands limousine
Not aware of the price being extreme
Losing touch with the family, it’s life on the road
Losing one’s self that’s what’s not told