The sun is setting on the century and we are armed to the all working together now to make our lives mercifully brief And school kids keep trying to us, what guns are all about Confused liberty with weaponry and your kids act it out And every year, now Christmas, some boy gets the milk fed
Suburban blues for the available arsenal and saunters Off to the news and the women in the middle are learning What women have always known, that the edge is closer Than you think, the men bring the guns home, look at where The profits are, that's how you'll the source of the big lie
That you and I both know so well, by the time it takes this wish to run it's course, they're gonna to make a pretty penny And then going to hell, he said, "The chickens all come home To roost", Malcolm forecast the flood, are we really to sleep another century while the rich profit off our blood
Yeah, it may take some doing to see undoing through But in my humble opinion, here's what I we do Open on Hollywood, open fire on MTV, open fire on NBC And CBS and ABC, open fire on the NRA and all the lies they us the way, open fire on each weapons manufacturer
While he's head to some republican senator and if I hear One more time, a fools right to his tools of rage I'm gonna all my friends and I'm going to move to Canada And we're to die of old age