Hot Tuna - 99 Year Blues Lyrics

Well, now bring me my pistol
And I said three round balls
I'm gonna shoot everybody
That I don't like at all
Like at all, like at all
Like at all, like at all

I gotta 38 special, and 45 frame
How can you do this 'cause I got dead aim
Got dead aim, got dead aim
Got dead aim, got dead aim

Well, the world is a drag
And my friends, you can't vote
Gonna make me a connection and score some dope
Go, get high, go, get high
Go, get high, go, get high