God Said Drop Your Guns

Shoot em up cowboy
Drop yer gun
Who knew killing
could be such fun

So many have died...
It's the curse of man
...killing our own
is not a good plan

First shot to last
its part of our past
how many millions
who's fate was cast

We need an intervention
...uncivilized man
We need to Stop the bleeding
...as soon as we can

I get it...
Ya wanna get loaded
Yer all about fun
spittin tabacci
sporting a gun
You have no idea
What's done is done

you can't be trusted with a gun son
you can't be trusted with a gun

Little boy cowboy
Riding with the herd
You'll get yours
mark my word

You got your boots
and a cowboy hat
...now bury your gun n
be done with that

History tells us
We all should know
killing each other
is no way to go

Shoot em up cowboys
Drop yer gun
Who knew killing
... could be such fun

You can't be trusted with a gun, son
  You can't be trusted with a gun.
We can't be trusted with a gun, man
We can't be trusted with guns.