Lyrics Out Of Control - Bonaparte

Out Of Control

Out of control, out of control
Out of control, out of control
Out of control
No food, no guns, no guns, no food
No food, no gun control
No food, no guns, no guns, no food
No food, out of control
Out of control, out of control
Out of control, out of control
Out of control
No food, no guns, no guns, no food
No food, no gun control
No food, no guns, no guns, no food
No food, out of control
The first cut is the deepest, and now it’s urgent
I can buy me food, but no laundry detergent
Unemployment money won’t keep me stable
Got to be ambitious, cutting copper cables
Out of control, out of control
Out of control, out of control
Out of control
Power greedy minds, and budget cuts
If companies were people, they’d be clinically nuts
I circle in my backyard, crystal clean
Lord why don’t you buy me pseudoephedrine
To be young and living in america
Life decisions based on guns or a guitar
Got to find your own version of who you are
Over the counter or under the radar
No food, no guns, no guns, no food
No food, no gun control
No food, no guns, no guns, no food
No food, out of control
Out of control
Out of control
Out of control
Out of control
Brownies sporting rifles on my front lawn
Jerks on joysticks, dusk til dawn
Touch the tip of the pistol, get aroused
The tea-party is playing at my house, at my house
Out of control, out of control
Out of control, out of control
Out of control
'Trol
'Trol
'Trol
'Trol
South of the border, North of compassion
South of the border, North of compassion
South of the border, North of compassion
South of the border, North of compassion