Travis Bickle

[Verse 1]
Well all the junkies they know my name
And every city looks the fucking same
And the derelicts the street are all insane
And the scum surges up and there's no one to fucking blame

[Chorus]
Game over, it's no fun
Got me on the run
I'm gonna go get my gun
Blam, blam, blam you're done

Game over it's no fun
Got me on the run
I'm gonna go get my gun
Blam, blam, blam, you're done

[Verse 2]
All the prostitutes who run around midnight
And the junkies and hypes are all trying to get tight
They're all trying to find some hope for sale
But there's no fucking way outta this hell

[Chorus]
Game over it's no fun
Got me on the run
I'm gonna go get my gun
Blam, blam, blam, you're done

Game over it's no fun
Got me on the run
I'm gonna go get my gun
Blam, blam, blam, you're done

[Bridge]
Allegiance to scum promising nothing to a world that's lost, strife and conflict
Encounters with the devil incarnate, destruction and annihilation in the city
Aqueducts of blood, alleyways extort and uproot the forgotten dead
Polluted and incapacitated crippled masses
Polluted and incapacitated crippled masses

[Chorus]
Game over it's no fun
Got me on the run
I'm gonna go get my gun
Blam, blam, blam, you're done

Game over it's no fun
Got me on the run
I'm gonna go get my gun
Blam, blam, blam, you're done

Yeah! You're fucking done!