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Vampire Weekend Lyrics for Song: Giving Up the Gun
 Lyrics for Album: Contra [2010]
 
 
 
 915>Your sword's grown old and rusty
 
 Burnt beneath the rising sun
 
 It's locked up like a trophy
 
 Forgetting all the things it's done
 
 And though it's been a long time
 
 You're right back where you started from
 
 I see it in your eyes
 
 That now you're giving up the gun
 
 
 
 When I was 17
 
 I had wrists like steel
 
 And I felt complete
 
 And now my body fades
 
 Behind a brass charade
 
 And I'm obsolete
 
 
 
 But if the chance remained
 
 To see those better days
 
 I'd cut the cannons down
 
 My ears are blown to bits
 
 From all the rifle hits
 
 But I still crave that sound
 
 
 
 Your sword's grown old and rusty
 
 Burnt beneath the rising sun
 
 It's locked up like a trophy
 
 Forgetting all the things it's done
 
 And though it's been a long time
 
 You're right back where you started from
 
 I see it in your eyes
 
 That now you're giving up the gun
 
 
 
 I heard you play guitar
 
 Down at a seedy bar
 
 Where skinheads used to fight
 
 Your Tokugawa smile
 
 And your garbage style
 
 Used to save the night
 
 
 
 You felt the coming wave
 
 Told me we'd all be brave
 
 You said you wouldn't flinch
 
 But in the years that passed
 
 Since I saw you last
 
 You haven't moved an inch
 
 
 
 Your sword's grown old and rusty
 
 Burnt beneath the rising sun
 
 It's locked up like a trophy
 
 Forgetting all the things it's done
 
 And though it's been a long time
 
 You're right back where you started from
 
 I see it in your eyes
 
 That now you're giving up the gun
 
 
 
 I see you shine in your way
 
 Go on, go on, go on
 
 
 
 Your sword's grown old and rusty
 
 Burnt beneath the rising sun
 
 It's locked up like a trophy
 
 Forgetting all the things it's done
 
 And though it's been a long time
 
 You're right back where you started from
 
 I see it in your eyes
 
 That now you're giving up the gun
 
 915>
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