| You must have somethin' better to do
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| Than learn to shoot that gun
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| You could read some history
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| See how the West was really won
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| Kings may come, queens may go
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| Be wary of desire
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| For when you think you need it most
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| That gun will misfire
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| There’s a message in Afghanistan
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| Opium wins the toss
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| Charlie Wilson, the communists
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| They had to take a loss
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| Kings may live, lose their thrones
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| The junkie’s on the wire
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| You can arm yourself with nukes and drones
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| That gun will misfire
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| Remember me when I am gone
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| I am the fool who got it wrong
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| One thing I said you can rely on
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| That gun will misfire
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| You’ll hear that fatal click
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| You’ll wish you chose a knife
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| A little toil, a little oil
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| Might have changed your life
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| There is a plague not far from here
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| Who likes to spread his seed
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| You may be the willing one
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| That feels the need to breed
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| When they play, they fly away
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| Before they join the choir
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| But please don’t try it, for an easy out
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| That gun will misfire
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| Remember me when I am gone
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| I am the fool who got the ending wrong
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| One thing I said we’re depending on
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| That gun will misfire
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| You must have somethin' better to do
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| Than learn to shoot that gun
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| You could’a read some history
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| Seen how the West was really won |