Ana Conda (Explicit)

Ana Conda (Explicit) - Dan Bull

Lyrics by：Dan Bull

Composed by：Dan Bull

Ana and her rifle

D**n that's quite an eyeful

Ana and her rifle

Unarmoured and unrivaled

Ana and her rifle

You're enamoured on arrival

Never trying to be spiteful

Merely ending any sights that are vital

She's a violent killer but she isn't homicidal

Mindful enough to fill your mind full of spinal

Fluid so your final time's quite insightful

So follow the light just in time for arrival

In the afterlife no surviving the cycle

Like putting trifle on a forty-five vinyl

That's what you might call a no brainer

Shade of a long ranger with laser

Precision but hitting with the collison

Of a hit from Joe Frazier

This middle aged woman just isn't a home maker

The kind of mother you won't find in the kitchen

She'll find cover and stalk like an Egyptian

Her eye's covered but don't mind her vision

Should've retired but there's no final mission for

Ana and her rifle

Honour on her title

Ana and her rifle

What are you gonna die for

By dawn you'll be praying for another nightfall

Come on that's kinda quite cool

Go to sleep don't make a peep

Go to sleep she'll drug your tea

Close your eyes don't cry don't cry

Close your eyes it's time to die sleep

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Mother sniper hero saviour

Butcher baker Widow Maker

Wouldn't even let a bullet to the face break her

By the way just let me check that

No one's got a pace maker

Sleep darts aren't for the weak hearted

Can't sing a lullaby for your dearly departed

You're nearly an article in the obituaries

But you're kind of like the lead 'cause you're getting buried

Cherry picking better check this for bias

I'm giving a single perspective like her eye is

Lived a shadow life as vigilante shrike

It was clandestine hidden classified

'Til she got sick of it being romanticised

And decided she was ditching the d**n disguise

How can these fools assert she's past it

Nah she's just an old dirty bastet

Go to sleep don't make a peep

Go to sleep she'll drug your tea

Close your eyes don't cry don't cry

Close your eyes it's time to die sleep

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