Every Body Wants a Gun

Grandma's got a shotgun, waiting on the porch,

Sitting in her chair, rocking back and forth.

Susie's got a pistol, in her underwear,

It's so small and sexy, she can take it anywhere, cuz

Everybody wants a gun, everybody wants a gun

You'd better watch out, you better start to run, cuz

Everybody's got a gun

Daddy's semi-auto when he's hunting deer,

He's fully loaded, with his case of beer.

Mommy's in the kitchen, making lemonade,

She's giving head to her revolver, and two hand grenades.

Everybody wants a gun, everybody wants a gun

You'd better watch out, you better start to run, cuz

Everybody's got a gun

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Everybody wants a gun, everybody wants a gun

You'd better watch out, you better start to run, cuz

Everybody's got a gun

Everybody wants one, everybody wants one

Everyobody wants one, Mommy can I have one too?

I know what to do...

That big bully down the block, I�ll blow his fucking head off

That big, dumb, stupid jock, he�ll be fucking dead Mom,

When I�m through, when I get my gun...


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