The Smartest in the Room Songtext
von Imposters

Bang Bang on the fuckin′ glass
I hope you don't mind
Now imagine me causing harm
The scene is quit ugly
And now they′re falling down like bowling pins
A 7-10 split
Now run you piggies run
The farmer comes to slaughter


And I sent the guards packing
They stand shaking in their boots
And don't you dare call an ambulance
You let 'em die on the floor
An on the spot correction
Smartest man in the room
And I barricade the store
Take em′ all? Or let a few go?

In the heartland of America
Someone is hurting real bad
Jesus christ, what a bullet wound
Sure did a great fuckin′ job
I am the baddest man alive
Oh, a proud gunman
And now I've never felt such rush
And I am never coming down