Turn the Gun -

Cause for oppression the gaining of wealth

But as the dollar sign rises we’re thrown into hell

War, death, disease, famine, murder and hunger

While you’re living high and mighty were plotting down under

War and oppression the noose is pulled tighter

Tensions flare up and start a fire

As confusion sets in the future appears dim

You slide down the divide with no where to dig your nails in

He was just 17 with no prospect for a future

Wasn’t gonna live his life as another fucking loser

He ran to pick up his things and he walked out the door

He didn’t need his books today just a magnum .44

He’s thinking about his family, he’s thinking about his friends

He’s thinking about a future that’s loaded with dead ends

He’s thinking about the beginning and he' thinking about the end

He’s thinking about what happens after your dead

And as the sun climbs high in the mid American sky

He doesn’t want to live but he doesn’t want to die

He’s eying all the students he’s eying all the cops

He’s reaching for his pistol and suddenly he stops

If we fight just like them the war is never won

We’re gonna have to learn compassion, gonna have to turn the gun