We Sent Them on Their Way
In Thursday heat in Dallas
It was the early morn
When the John Brown Gun Club
Got the early warn
There was to be a homeless sweep
Beneath the overpass
Shelters, clothes, IDs, and food
Thrown into the trash
If you're sleeping on the streets
And you don't know what to do
John Brown's guns
Live in twenty twenty-two
And as long as I live
I won't forget the day
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
Around six in the evening
John Brown put out a tweet
For a 9 am response to
Open carry in the street
I spent all day spreading the word
I didn't sleep at night
I was loading ammunition
In my trusty Armalite
If you're sleeping on the streets
And you don't know what to do
John Brown's guns
Live in twenty twenty-two
And as long as I live
I won't forget the day
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
On early Friday morning
The comrades kept a grip
On the rifles on their shoulders
And the handguns on their hips
The pigs they took one look at us
Didn't know what to say
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
If you're sleeping on the streets
And you don't know what to do
John Brown's guns
Live in twenty twenty-two
And as long as I live
I won't forget the day
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
It was the early morn
When the John Brown Gun Club
Got the early warn
There was to be a homeless sweep
Beneath the overpass
Shelters, clothes, IDs, and food
Thrown into the trash
If you're sleeping on the streets
And you don't know what to do
John Brown's guns
Live in twenty twenty-two
And as long as I live
I won't forget the day
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
Around six in the evening
John Brown put out a tweet
For a 9 am response to
Open carry in the street
I spent all day spreading the word
I didn't sleep at night
I was loading ammunition
In my trusty Armalite
If you're sleeping on the streets
And you don't know what to do
John Brown's guns
Live in twenty twenty-two
And as long as I live
I won't forget the day
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
On early Friday morning
The comrades kept a grip
On the rifles on their shoulders
And the handguns on their hips
The pigs they took one look at us
Didn't know what to say
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
If you're sleeping on the streets
And you don't know what to do
John Brown's guns
Live in twenty twenty-two
And as long as I live
I won't forget the day
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
The coppers said "Oh well"
And we sent them on their way
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Writer(s): Jester Court
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