Lyrics Gun Lover - Acumen Nation

Gun Lover

I DON’T FUCKING CARE
About the state of the nation
About the state of your mind
About the states and capitalism…
(Rhythm schism)
Cares about the fate of your race
Who cares about the waste of your time?
(In fact it’s just another pin prick)
I DON’T FUCKING CARE
About the sick in the streets
About the sick in your mind
About the excuses for sickness…
(In this furnace)
Burn about the city streets and
Burn about their sleepy beds
Teach them the ways of crazy poets
Turn around and buy yourself a gun
Yes I said by yourself alone
Let no one breathe and no one see
The hate you love to show me
I DON’T FUCKING CARE
About the violence at home
I’ve got every reason to live alone
Yes, but sometimes I love me mother…
(What she got? Not a lot!)
Hero walks the beaten path
His beaten ass an avalanche
Of guilty witness every day
I DON’T FUCKING CARE
About the white man’s problem
Progressive in his mind is fodder
It’s time to teach the boys a lesson…
(Rip 'em! Sick 'em!)
Death to all of those who oppose!
Death to all in 70's clothes!
Death to those who’ve fallen
And they can’t get off!