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, i lost my heart.
At the rifle range, i could not start.
At the rifle range, she left me so hot!
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.
At the rifle range, i lost my heart.
At the rifle range, i could not start.
At the rifle range, i heard a shot!
At the rifle range.
If i lose my head, we’ll be certainly dead, with visions of acid, how i wish they bled.
The drummings 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, i lost my heart.
At the rifle range, i could not start.
At the rifle range, i heard a shot.
At the rifle range, she left me so hot!
At the rifle range, bang bang!
At the rifle range, bang bang!
At the rifle range, bang bang!
