| They called him a hero
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| In the land of the free
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| But he wouldn’t shake my hand boy
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| He disappointed me So I got my handgun
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| And I blew him away
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| That critter was a bad guy
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| I had to make him pay
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| You might fear for my reason
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| I don’t care what they say
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| Look out baby it’s the season
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| For the mad masquerade
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| Put out the fire
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| You need a bullet like a hole in the head
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| Put out the fire
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| Don’t believe what your grandaddy said
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| She was my lover
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| It was a shame that she died
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| But the constitution’s right on my side
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| Cos I caught my lover in my neighbour’s bed
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| I got retribution, filled 'em full of lead
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| I’ve been told it’s the fashion
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| To let me on the streets again
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| It’s nothing but a crime of passion
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| And I’m not to blame
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| Put out the fir
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| And let yor sons and your daughters
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| Sleep sound in their beds
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| You know a gun never killed nobody
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| You can ask anyone
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| People get shot by people
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| People with guns
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| Put out the fire
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| You ned a gun like a hole in the head
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| Out out the fire
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| Just tell me that old fashioned gun law!!!
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| is dead |