Finger On the Trigger

Finger On The Trigger (Vie, Frigo)
 How many nights must I wonder,
 And how many nights must I wait?
 How many nights full of thunder,
 And tell me how many man must I hate?
 Putting one foot after the other
 On a highway that never ends.
 With a blues note comes from a guitar,
 I jump back in the saddle again.
 And I got my finger on the trigger,
 I'll shoot the big one and blow you away.
 I got my finger on the trigger,
 I'll shoot the big one and blow you away.
 Like a scene from an old western movie
 Where they hang 'em by ropes from a tree.
 The system has all been so groovy,
 But not when it happens to me.
 And I'm throwing one punch after another
 On a prize fight that never ends.
 With a blues note from Frigo's guitar,
 I jump back in the saddle again.
 Repeat Chorus.
 Well how many times does it feel like
 Life's just one big pile of bullshit?
 And everybody seems to be out
 For a little bit of everybody else's?
 Well here's a little bit of advice,
 Get yourself a big old .45,
 And blow your troubles away!