HAVE RAYGUN — WILL TRAVEL (Outlaw Acid Country — Galactic Gunslinger Ballad) Verse 1 There’s a flyer tacked to a plasma pole On the edge of Orion’s rim “Trouble in your system? You can hire him.” He don’t ask why, he don’t ask how He just checks the fuel and the sky Starlight bouncing off a chrome six-shooter And a slow half-lidded eye They call him when the law won’t come When justice stalls and fails When the freight lanes choke with pirates And preachers sell black hole tales Chorus Have Raygun — will travel Across the cosmic gravel If your devil’s too fast or your shadow’s too tall He’ll answer the call From Mars to DodgeStar Through nebula scars When the second moon climbs and the sky turns blue He’s coming for you ⸻ Verse 2 DodgeStar City — neon dust Tin roofs made of steel Android gamblers counting cards With circuits cold as zeal Word spread quick through copper streets Like static in a wire The fastest draw in all of time Was looking to retire An android gun with diamond hands Programmed never to lose Draw speed measured in nanoseconds Binary in its fuse They say it beat ten champions Before their nerves could twitch Built in labs on Saturn’s rings With a quantum trigger switch ⸻ Pre-Chorus But flesh ain’t code And steel ain’t soul And destiny don’t bend To factory settings Or wires within ⸻ Chorus Have Raygun — will travel Through asteroid gravel If your problem breathes Or your nightmare crawls He’ll stand up tall When the second moon rises Silver and cold That’s when the story gets told ⸻ Bridge (slow, trippy, word-salad outlaw vibe) Steel guitar howlin’ in vacuum wind Dust devils dance in the ultraviolet spin Clock ticks sideways in the saloon Neon whiskey under twin moons Carbon hearts and chrome-blood veins One man walks without chains Is speed just math? Is fate just code? Or something older Down a darker road… ⸻ Final Verse Midnight struck when the second moon Lit the dawn like fire Android optics flickered once Then locked on his attire No crowd breathed No engine hummed Even time leaned back Two shadows stretched Across red sand Ready to attack Metal hand twitched— But so did bone. And somewhere deep in living tone Where instinct lives and circuits don’t… The Rayguns rose. ⸻ Final Chorus (big, rocking, southern-psychedelic lift) Have Raygun — will travel Across the cosmic gravel No algorithm ever made A soul unafraid From DodgeStar bars To dying stars When the second moon burns and the cold wind runs You’ll hear those guns Have Raygun — will travel And somebody won.
