Guns and knives and bombs,
And gas and bad T.V.,
This is creation?
Cut down the trees
And build another factory,
Make sense to me, man.
Why don't you walk right in,
And let me close the door.
What is the thrill
In recreating history?
Guns and knives and bombs,
And gas and bad T.V., yeah.
Why don't you walk right in
And let me close the door.
More women than ever are
Investing in this death trap.
That's liberation?
Guns and knives and bombs,
And gas and bad T.V., yeah.
Why don't you walk right in,
And let me close the door...
And gas and bad T.V.,
This is creation?
Cut down the trees
And build another factory,
Make sense to me, man.
Why don't you walk right in,
And let me close the door.
What is the thrill
In recreating history?
Guns and knives and bombs,
And gas and bad T.V., yeah.
Why don't you walk right in
And let me close the door.
More women than ever are
Investing in this death trap.
That's liberation?
Guns and knives and bombs,
And gas and bad T.V., yeah.
Why don't you walk right in,
And let me close the door...
Lyrics submitted by FearAndLoathing
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