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We were partners in crime spending our days
Serving our time in the usual way
And we went behind the lines to even the score
I won the battle but you won the war
I used to be a gun for hire
Then I was killed by friendly fire
I used to be a real high flyer
Then I was killed by friendly fire
A shot rang out and knocked me flat
Ain't no coming back from a lick like that
I never saw it coming, it came out of the blue
I never did believe my assassin would be you
I got the message down the wire
That I was killed by friendly fire
I used to be a gun for hire
Then I was killed by friendly fire
We were partners in crime spending our days
Serving our time in the usual way
And we went behind the lines to even the score
I won the battle but you won the war
I used to be a gun for hire
Then I was killed by friendly fire
I used to be a real high flyer
Then I was killed by friendly fire
That shot rang out and knocked me flat
Ain't no coming back from a lick like that
I never saw it coming, it came out of the blue
I never did believe my assassin would be you
I got the message down the wire
That I was killed by friendly fire
I used to be a gun for hire
Then I was killed by friendly fire
- Album:
- Getting Over the Storm
- Miscellaneous
- UB40
- TwentyFourSeven
- Live
- Cover Up
- UB40 Present The Dancehall Album
- Guns In The Ghetto
- Promises And Lies
- CCCP / Live In Moscow
- Rat in The Kitchen
- Baggariddim
- The UB40 File
- Geffery Morgan
- Labour Of Love 2
- Labour Of Love 3
- Labour Of Love
- UB44
- Present Arms
- Signing Off