100 Gold BB's

There's no one silver bullet, it's a hundred gold BBs To take down the game, to feed your family Gotta put the time in, and train up your vine So the grapes can grow, and you can make more wine I talked with your mother, at the wedding of your sister She's so proud of you, we're all gonna miss her This time is rented, can't pay it in full She loved me as her own child, nothing more Nobel Well, when's the best time friend, to plant a tree Some say thirty years ago, some say today Are you still smiling, when she says your name Do butterflies still fly in, your rib cage There's no one silver bullet, it's a hundred gold BBs