Have Gun, Will Travel to the victor go the spoils

We live and breathe
In times of desperation
That's the unfortunate truth
These desperate times
They call for desperate measures
We've sharpened every last tooth
In victory go the spoils in the battle for the crown
Leave them lying face down in the mud
We're the keepers of the kingdom
We're the rulers of the realm
We're the dealers
Though we deal in blood
In god we trust
So speaks our nation's motto
We've got the lord on our side
He works for us
His actions and decisions
Are righteously justified