Biography:
Pat "the bunny" Schneeweis used to play guitar and sing in the Tucson, USA punk band Ramshackle Glory. In October 2011 he released solo versions of the Ramshackle Glory songs under his own name as a fundraiser to help Ramshackle Glory get a tour van.
Besides Ramshackle Glory, Pat used to be a member of the rap collectives Playtime Posse and Bootycastle. He was a working contributor to indie pop group One Man Romance.
In the past, Pat "the bunny"
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Other songs:
- Take My By The Hand And Lead Me Through This Disaster
- A Glorious Shipwreck
- Anarchy Of Dirt
- Cocoon Music
- Dont Chicken Out Pt 2
- For The Sake Of The Ashes
- I Dont Know
- Im Going Home
- Im Not A Good Person
- Im So Lonesome I Could Cry
- Lets Take A Ride Like We Used To
- Make Total Destroy
- Run From Whats Comfortable
- Someday I Will The Longing
- Song For A Chicken Named Jenny
- Song For A Netflix Account
- Song For The Stray Cat On The Fence
- Take Me By The Hand And Lead Me Through This Disaster
- Teenage Anarchist
- The Club Hits Of Today Will Be The Show Tunes Of Tomorrow
- The Hand You Reach Out Is Empty As Mine Is
- This City Is Killing Me
- Time To Wake Up
- Times Worth Living The Tension
- We Dont Get Tired We Get Even
- We Were Young Once
- Well Get Arrested Or Shot The Defeat
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Gm
Came to this world a loaded handgun, firing at random
Hit the people who were closest
Not the ones who deserved it
D7
And some of them still don't talk to me
Can't say I blame them for a second
I'll try to aim more carefully
Gm
But it's too late for that, I reckon
But not too late for regret
D7
I'll walk barefoot and smoke inside any chance I get
But in the mean time: come on
Gm
Let's go for a ride like we used to
Pistols drawn, screaming "liberty or death,"
Although I think we wanted both somehow
D7
But we'll take the cash instead
Stack it high, my friend
Until it reaches to the sky
And us and god can call it even
Gm
And look each other in the eyes
Like you did to the county prosecutor
Told him that you were the shooter
D7
But they'd never take you alive
Grabbed his pen, and stabbed him in the eye
Ran off never to be seen again
Gm
When they strike, hit back harder
If you can't just hit back meaner
Everybody's got a name, and an address
D7
And fragile bones to protect what's beating in their chest
Lash out, and vanish into mist
Gm
Gumshoes can take one in the head
Same to anyone who's ever seen a cop
And didn't bludgeon them to death
D7
Same to anyone who's ever had a job
And didn't hang their fucking boss off the roof at the post office
Gm
So come on, let's take a ride like we used to
Daggers drawn, screaming "liberty or death,"
D7
Although I think we wanted both somehow
Eb5
Came in this world a loaded handgun
D5 G5
I'll leave it empty, or not at all
Came to this world a loaded handgun, firing at random
Hit the people who were closest
Not the ones who deserved it
D7
And some of them still don't talk to me
Can't say I blame them for a second
I'll try to aim more carefully
Gm
But it's too late for that, I reckon
But not too late for regret
D7
I'll walk barefoot and smoke inside any chance I get
But in the mean time: come on
Gm
Let's go for a ride like we used to
Pistols drawn, screaming "liberty or death,"
Although I think we wanted both somehow
D7
But we'll take the cash instead
Stack it high, my friend
Until it reaches to the sky
And us and god can call it even
Gm
And look each other in the eyes
Like you did to the county prosecutor
Told him that you were the shooter
D7
But they'd never take you alive
Grabbed his pen, and stabbed him in the eye
Ran off never to be seen again
Gm
When they strike, hit back harder
If you can't just hit back meaner
Everybody's got a name, and an address
D7
And fragile bones to protect what's beating in their chest
Lash out, and vanish into mist
Gm
Gumshoes can take one in the head
Same to anyone who's ever seen a cop
And didn't bludgeon them to death
D7
Same to anyone who's ever had a job
And didn't hang their fucking boss off the roof at the post office
Gm
So come on, let's take a ride like we used to
Daggers drawn, screaming "liberty or death,"
D7
Although I think we wanted both somehow
Eb5
Came in this world a loaded handgun
D5 G5
I'll leave it empty, or not at all
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