GUNS
By: Beefbone Music
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Description
Critical commentary on gun culture, cloaked as a tribute to The Butchers c 1984, culled from the Beefbone Music Archives, performed by Beefbone himself.
Lyrics
GUNS You got one, I got two. I love the feel of that cold blue. Only thing'll make me run. The Devil knows it means fun. GUNS! GUNS! Spittin' out that heavy metal. There ain't no fight that it can't settle. Makes a coward be a man, and gives the weak the upper hand. GUNS! GUNS! Pistol, Uzi, atom bomb. If yours jams, go get Mom's. Not enough to go around. GUNS!
