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Written by Diana, on 23-01-2007 22:38
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To The Teeth

The sun is settin' on the century
And we are armed to the teeth
We are all working together now
To make our lives mercifully brief
School kids keep trying to teach us
What guns are all about
Confuse liberty with weaponry
And watch your kids act it out
Every year now like Christmas
Some boy gets the Mildfed suburban blues
Reaches for the available arsenal
And saunters off to make the news
And women in the middle
Are learning what poor women have always known
That the edge is closer than you think
When your men bring the guns home

Look at where the profits are
That's how you'll find the source
Of the big lie that you and I
Both know so well
It the time it takes this cultural
Death wish to run its course
They're gonna make a pretty penny
And then they're all going to hell
He said the chickens all come home to roost
Yeah, Malcolm forecasted this flood
Are we really gonna sleep through another century
While the rich profit off our blood?
True, it may take some doing
To see this undoing done
But in my humble opinion
Here's what I suggest we do:

Open fire on Hollywood
Open fire on MTV
Open fire on NBC
And CBS and ABC
Open fire on the NRA
And all the lies they told us
Along the way
Open fire on each weapons manufacturer
While he's giving head
To some republican senator

And if I hear one more time
About fool's rights
To his tools of rage
I'm gonna take all my friends
And I'm gonna move to Canada
And we're gonna die of old age

Last update: 23-01-2007 22:38

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