Guns Not Love
Johnny Patterson, Sam McBride
You say that you want to
Change the world
So you go out on the street
And smoke your dope
You tell me all you p.c. problems
You tell me that you
Just can't cope
Make guns not love for America
You walk down the street
Just as poor as can be
While the rich are inside
And they drink their tea
You make your friends
But you know inside
Tomorrow the rich will
Slit your hide
