"Gun" as written by and James Robert Williamson Iggy Pop....
Everybody’s talking loud,
I can’t stand the fucking sound,
Thinking out in the USA
Yelling at the other guy
Arguing over the pie
Thinking out in the USA
Hold me, squeeze me, friend me
'Cause I’m empty

If I had a fucking gun
I could shoot at everyone
Thinking out in the USA
Everyone’s like the police,
Ain’t no way to get some peace
Thinking out in the USA
Mothers' can stand their ground,
Ain’t nobody else around,
Thinking out in the USA
They ain’t no morals to their law,
Doesn’t mean a thing at all,
Thinking out in the USA

Roll me, sold me, screw me
Don’t sue me
Ah don't sue me baby

People hacked up all the time,
Nobody is thinking why,
Thinking out in the USA
Money is a waste of time,
Course I made sure I’ve got mine,
Thinking out in the USA

Touch me, rush me, brush me,
I’m blushing

Who ever killed the Indians
All we wanna do is win
Thinking out in the USA
Watch out for the Mexicans
They'll be back to kick our cans
Thinking out in the USA

Now it’s time that you get out,
Nuke it out, black it out,
Thinking out in the USA.
Now it’s time to blow it up,
Wrap it up and throw it up,
Thinking out in the USA

Everybody’s talking loud,
I can’t stand a fucking sound,
Thinking out in the USA
Yelling at the other guy
Arguing over the pie
Thinking out in the USA
If I had a fucking gun
I could shoot at everyone
Thinking out in the USA


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"Gun" as written by James Robert Williamson Iggy Pop

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