Letra de Pull My Finger

If I pull my finger on You Would you pull your trigger? Bang clack clack pop pop How many have to drop before it stops Big man with a trigger What makes him bigger by blasting off a cap But how do you figure? The number one son-of-a-gun is named death A thief of life, a poacher of breath It's against me here's a dead ringer You draw the gat And I'll pull my finger