Travis Bickle

[Verse 1]

Well all the junkies they know my name

And every city looks the fucking same

And the derelicts the street are all insane

And the scum surges up and there's no one to fucking blame

[Chorus]

Game over, it's no fun

Got me on the run

I'm gonna go get my gun

Blam, blam, blam you're done

Game over it's no fun

Got me on the run

I'm gonna go get my gun

Blam, blam, blam, you're done

[Verse 2]

All the prostitutes who run around midnight

And the junkies and hypes are all trying to get tight

They're all trying to find some hope for sale

But there's no fucking way outta this hell

[Chorus]

Game over it's no fun

Got me on the run

I'm gonna go get my gun

Blam, blam, blam, you're done

Game over it's no fun

Got me on the run

I'm gonna go get my gun

Blam, blam, blam, you're done

[Bridge]

Allegiance to scum promising nothing to a world that's lost, strife and conflict

Encounters with the devil incarnate, destruction and annihilation in the city

Aqueducts of blood, alleyways extort and uproot the forgotten dead

Polluted and incapacitated crippled masses

Polluted and incapacitated crippled masses

[Chorus]

Game over it's no fun

Got me on the run

I'm gonna go get my gun

Blam, blam, blam, you're done

Game over it's no fun

Got me on the run

I'm gonna go get my gun

Blam, blam, blam, you're done

Yeah! You're fucking done!