Well
he's looking,
he's looking,
he's looking down.
Hopin' you'll clean up this dirty old town.
Finish his battle
before it turns rotten,
your grandad didn't vote for facists,
He shot 'em
Yeah, he shot 'em, he shot 'em, he shot 'em down.
Fired his gun until they hit the ground.
So I hope, you've not forgotten,
your grandad didn't vote for facists,
he shot 'em down.