Young Guns - UB40

Hey hotshot, your’re a one man band

The Don on the block with a Glock in your hand

With the girl and the ride, you dont’t wanna hear

Think you’re getting respect, all you’ve found is fear

The one damn thing you’re sure to find

Is another gun, where you gonna hide?

Said you’d never never run, I guess you lied

You’re the fool in the crew that died

Your mother cried

Hold your fire, cool your temper

Young guns ever too bold

Hold your fire, just remember

Young guns never grow old

Hey hotshot, you’re a one man band

The Don on the block with a Glock in your hand

With the girl and the ride, you dont’t wanna hear

Think you’re getting respect all you find is fear

The one damn thing you’re sure to find

Is a bigger gun to blow away your pride

Your young blood running in the roadside

And in the crossfire, innocents died

We all cried

Hold your fire, cool your temper

Young guns ever too bold

Hold your fire, just remember

Young guns never grow old

Hey hotshot, you’re a one man band

The don on the block with a Glock in your hand

With the girl and the ride, you dont’t wanna hear

Think your getting respect, all you’ve found is fear

Hold your fire, cool your temper

Young guns ever to bold

Hold your fire, just remember

Young guns never grow old

Hold your fire, cool your temper

Young guns ever too bold

Hold your fire, just remember

Young guns never grow old

Young guns never grow old

Young guns never grow old