I was hitching to Morocco When I rolled into Marseille Thinking about the Francs that I didn't have There was only one place to stay Backpack for a pillow My body on the stone cold floor I was woken up by the smell of piss And a knock at my back door I was on my feet in a heartbeat Outnumbered two to one The little motherf**ker Pulled a knife on me It's time to get it on Stand up Load up And fire away now If you think you've got a chance Take a shot now I've got a Bullet With your name on If you think you've got a chance Take a shot son You brought a knife to a gunfight So f**k you I just don't care about money I've been ripped off all my life I ain't scared of you sonny It's not the first time I've seen a knife And so the story goes There's a lesson to be learnt If you fuck with a six foot German punk You're gonna get hurt You're gonna get hurt Stand up Load up And fire away now If you think you've got a chance Take a shot now I've got a Bullet With your name on If you think you've got a chance Take a shot son You brought a knife to a gunfight So f**k you