Smoking Gun

[Verse 1]
Skeletons rattle inside
Dark and dirty closets 'neath the Hollywood sign
Paid up their ransom in flesh
To the Piper with the power to destroy or bless

[Verse 2]
Well, there's a predator creepin' in the pool
The King of the Casting Couch where he rules
Golden Boy has started to crack
Squirmin' like a worm under our magnifyin' glass

[Chorus]
Well you can run, boy, but you can't hide
The judgment day has finally come
For the man who holds the smokin' gun

[Refrain]
Bang bang goes the smokin' gun
Bang bang
Bang bang goes the smokin' gun
Bang bang

[Chorus]
Well you can run, boy, but you can't hide
The judgment day has finally come
To the man who holds the smokin' gun

[Refrain]
Bang bang, the smokin' gun
Bang bang
Bang bang goes the smokin' gun
Bang bang