Gun
Brother man nowadays livin' in the ghetto
Where the dangers sure enough real
Well when he's out late at night
If he's got his head on right
I lay you 9 to 5 he's walking with steel
Brother man says he's 'fraid of gangsters
Messing with people just for fun
He said, he don't want to be next
He's got a family to protect
So just last week he bought himself a gun
Everybody got a pistol
Everybody got a .45
And the philosophy seem to be
At least as near as I can see
When other folks give up theirs, I'll give up mine
This is a violent civilization
If civilization's where I am
'Cause every channel that I stop on
Got a different kind of cop on
Killing them by the million for Uncle Sam
But Saturday night just ain't that special
Yeah, I got the constitution on the run
Yeah, 'cause even though we've got the right
To defend our home, to defend our life
You got to understand to get it in hand about the guns
'Cause everybody's got a pistol
Everybody got a .45
The philosophy seems to be
At least as near as I can see
When the other folks give up, give up, give up
I'll give up, I'll give up, say
Saturday night just ain't that special
Freedom to be afraid is all you want
Yes if you don't want to be next
I have a family to protect
Nine out of ten, you've got a friend, you've got a gun
Everybody got a pistol
Everybody got a .45
And the philosophy seems to be
At least as near as I can see
When the other folks give up theirs, I'll give up mine
And everybody got a pistol
This must be the NRA
Yeah, 'cause when it's time to stand up
You know damn where they're gonna end up
Everybody, everybody
Say where now dip, I want you to understand
And the philosophy seem to be
At least as near as I can see
When the other folks give up theirs, I'll give up mine
Thank you
Thank you
Among, among other things, uh
I'm a piano player, a little bit
I am a singer, a little bit
I write songs a little bit
Well I'm also a father, a great deal
So a long time ago we did an album called pieces of a man
And on pieces of a man we did songs about tomorrow
And tomorrow, of course belong to our children
So for my children, for your children, for the children you will have
And the children they will have
Here's a song called Save the children
Where the dangers sure enough real
Well when he's out late at night
If he's got his head on right
I lay you 9 to 5 he's walking with steel
Brother man says he's 'fraid of gangsters
Messing with people just for fun
He said, he don't want to be next
He's got a family to protect
So just last week he bought himself a gun
Everybody got a pistol
Everybody got a .45
And the philosophy seem to be
At least as near as I can see
When other folks give up theirs, I'll give up mine
This is a violent civilization
If civilization's where I am
'Cause every channel that I stop on
Got a different kind of cop on
Killing them by the million for Uncle Sam
But Saturday night just ain't that special
Yeah, I got the constitution on the run
Yeah, 'cause even though we've got the right
To defend our home, to defend our life
You got to understand to get it in hand about the guns
'Cause everybody's got a pistol
Everybody got a .45
The philosophy seems to be
At least as near as I can see
When the other folks give up, give up, give up
I'll give up, I'll give up, say
Saturday night just ain't that special
Freedom to be afraid is all you want
Yes if you don't want to be next
I have a family to protect
Nine out of ten, you've got a friend, you've got a gun
Everybody got a pistol
Everybody got a .45
And the philosophy seems to be
At least as near as I can see
When the other folks give up theirs, I'll give up mine
And everybody got a pistol
This must be the NRA
Yeah, 'cause when it's time to stand up
You know damn where they're gonna end up
Everybody, everybody
Say where now dip, I want you to understand
And the philosophy seem to be
At least as near as I can see
When the other folks give up theirs, I'll give up mine
Thank you
Thank you
Among, among other things, uh
I'm a piano player, a little bit
I am a singer, a little bit
I write songs a little bit
Well I'm also a father, a great deal
So a long time ago we did an album called pieces of a man
And on pieces of a man we did songs about tomorrow
And tomorrow, of course belong to our children
So for my children, for your children, for the children you will have
And the children they will have
Here's a song called Save the children
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Writer(s): Gil Scott Heron
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