Cul de Sac

I don't own a gun
Never will own one
Don't need your killing machines
It may portend your death
On a dead end

You're a marksman fine
Bull's eye every time
Comes the killer to town
It may portend your death
On a dead end

Buy a bigger gun
Get the faster one
You'll still cry out for mother
On the day when they find you
In a pool of your own blood
At a dead end

Shy away from strife
Seek a peaceful life
Don't need killing machines
For someday they'll find you
Wet in your own blood
At a dead end



Credits
Writer(s): Victor Harrison
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