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.
God Said Drop Your Guns
Desautels
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