Dog Eat Dog - Pull My Finger Lyrics

If I pull my finger on You
Would you pull your trigger?

Bang, clack, clack, pop, pop
How many have to drop before it stops
Big man with a trigger
What makes him bigger by blasting off a cap
But how do you figure?

The number one son of a gun is named death
A thief of life, a poacher of breath
It's against me here's a dead ringer
You draw the gat and I'll pull my finger