Guns - Madness

I read a brand new paper

About a man who had a thousand guns

Lived in the Southern States

Ran away from everyone

Felt it wasn’t safe

Even in the Southern States

I read a brand new paper

Walking down my own street

The man with a thousand guns

Has taken to his feet

He felt it wasn’t safe

Even in the Southern States

He thought that he might die

But was he frightened by

Anyone with a gun?

Well, every stranger’s danger

Everybody has one

But alone and hungry

He couldn’t eat his…

Guns

I watched my television

Sitting on the floor

The window man was watching

Me and a million more

He read me the news

Someone’s getting abused

He thought that we might die

He wasn’t frightened why

Everyone has a bomb

It’s a passing danger

Or so he said

Everybody has one

Care to see or just wait

(That's just great)