Lyrics Guns Are for… - Youth Brigade

Guns Are for…

Tommy was a good boy, no one ever dreamed, he’d do such a foolish thing,
then mom heard the screams
He’d been told a million times, these were not toys
Why don’t you ask the dead what guns are for, what guns are for
Now he’s lying in a pool of blood, his friends puking on the floor Dad’s magnum
lying by the door, how could this happen here
He’d been told a million times, these were not toys
Why don’t you ask the dead what guns are for
Bang bang, you’re dead, play the little kids, growing up on T. V
Hell, people been killing people all through the centuries
Scream about the constitution, how the government must listen
The people have the right to keep and bear arms
NRA and politicians, semi-automatic weapons
The people have the right to shoot and kill
People kill people, guns are just tools, but they are made for just one thing,
and that’s to kill
He’d been told a million times, these were not toys
Why don’t you ask the dead what guns are for
What guns are for
Scream about the constitution, how the government must listen
The people have the right to keep and bear arms
NRA and politicians, semi-automatic weapons
The people have the right to shoot and kill