Picking Daisies

A preacher a liar a beggar a thief
each has a gun and its pointed at me
standing and staring in great disbelief
the way the world's become and what it has to be
how to comprehend culture of violence
hold the gun high trigger in his head
solve all your problems with violence
hold the gun high and you feel like a man
dont show me no guns while im pickin daisies
no no no dont show me no guns while im pickin daisies
dont you show me no guns while im pickin daisies
no no no dont show me no guns while im pickin daisies
turn my way now im talking to you
get out and leave this much is true
im picking flowers in my sunny field
you better listen now i'll tell you what is real
weight of the world is pushing on me
further apart we choose to be
stuck in this cycle of animosity
cant you see peace is the one thing thats free
dont show me no guns while im pickin daisies
no no no dont show me no guns while im pickin daisies
dont you show me no guns while im pickin daisies
no no no dont show me no guns while im pickin daisies.