Swift 1
Steve Kilbey
Well my baby came home
And she shot me with a gun
She said, "I'm having fun, how 'bout you?"
Well she shot me once, speared me twice
She pushed me off a cliff
I fell into an ocean
And woke up smoking a spliff
I approach the chair most humbly
I bow down upon your gifts
I only pray your judgement contains mercy and is swift
