SECOND AMENDMENT BLUES (Sung to the Melody of Sympathy for the Devil)

Please allow me to introduce myself

I'm a man with guns and ammo

but my only weapon is the word

I don't own a gun

but we can't trust

the government:

So I don't own a rifle

that much more

I've got the Second Amendment blues

don't feel no safe cause I pay attention

to the news

I've got no wealth, poor as hell,

but I taste great

and my fire is in my fingers,

my hate is just a waste

No man owns the sun,

but the moon? On the run.

Pleased to meet you, Son of Sam,

and you, angry young man,

holed out in your barnominium

because your friends and loved ones

can't even drop a line

so you play World of Warcraft

on your long drawn out overtime

I've got the Second Amendment blues

You don't feel safe cause you pay no attention

to my views

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Here goes part fancy guitar

Part here goes guitar fancy

I'm just saying no to you, Nancy

I am the dead man in your church

and I am bleeding on your daughter

There ain't no rhyme or reason, Sam,

because a well-trained weapon of war

is what they paid me to be and I am

So when I came home, far from the slaughter

the whole unified field theory thang

just made too much sense to me

So I became the chicken come home

to roost to show you what you made of me

I've got the Second Amendment blues

And your silencer is my guard duty

I've got a stolen secret in my shoes, bomber

I've hired my own lawyer to be your judge, Judy 

Tell my dad he should have listened more,

and tell my X she was the best

I've got the Second Amendment blues

You can't be safe cause you locked me

behind the door and I just took the cue

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