| Song | Get Your Gun |
| Artist | Scarlet |
| Album | Cult Classic |
| Johnny, get your gun. | |
| I'm not afraid to die. | |
| Johnny, get your gun. | |
| For a suicide pact tonight. | |
| Burning out with the | |
| Hollywood hopefuls. | |
| Ultra violence. | |
| Wrapped in cellophane. | |
| That cardboard cut out icon was my swinging rope and skipping toes. | |
| Johnny, I'm not your dying star. | |
| Bound and gagged in the back of my car. | |
| My world came crashing down. |