Gun

Shoot shoot I got an idea of something we can do with a gun Sink load and fire till the empire reaps what they've sown Shoot, shoot, shoot till their minds are open Shoot, shoot till their eyes are closed Push, push, push till we get some motion Push, push till the bombs explode, yeah I got an idea that we can do it all on our own Nothing to worry regret must weigh a ton Kick, kick, kick till the laws are broken Kick, kick till the boots are worn Hit, hit, hit till the truth is spoken Hit, hit till the truth is born, yeah Born Fuck it up! Yeah! Yeah, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah I got an idea of something we can do with a gun