All the poor people are burning in the sun
But they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
All the poor people are burning in the sun
But they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
In my backpack
I got my act right
In case you act quite difficult
And your resolve weakens
With anger and discontent
Some are seekin in seach of like Nimoy
I'm a peace-loving decoy
Ready for retaliation
I change the whole location
To a pine box six-under
Impulsive-don't ask why or wonder
Orders given unto me is:
Strike and I'm thunder
With lightning fast reflexes
On constant alert
From the constant hurt
That seems limitless
With no drop in pressure
Seems like everybody's
Out to test ya
'til they see your brake
You can't conceal the hate
That consumes you
I'm the reason why you fill up your Isuzu.
Chill with your old lady at the tilt
I got a 90 days extension
And I'm filled with guilt
From things that I've seen
Your water's from a bottle
Mine's from a canteen
At night I hear the shots
Ring so I'm a light sleeper
The cost of life,
It seems to get cheaper
Out in the desert
With my street sweeper
The war is over
So said the speaker
With his flight suit on
Maybe to him I'm just a pawn
So he can advance
Remember when I used to dance
Man, all I want to do is dance
(Dance!)
(Dance!)
(Dance!)
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
I need a gun to keep myself from harm All the poor people are burning in the sun But they ain't got a chance They ain't got a chance I need a gun Cos all I do is dance Cos all I do is dance I need a gun to keep myself from harm All the poor people are burning in the sun But they ain't got a chance They ain't got a chance I need a gun Cos all I do is dance Cos all I do is dance In my backpack I got my act right In case you act quite difficult And your resolve weakens With anger and discontent Some are seekin in seach of like Nimoy I'm a peace-loving decoy Ready for retaliation I change the whole location To a pine box six-under Impulsive-don't ask why or wonder Orders given unto me is: Strike and I'm thunder With lightning fast reflexes On constant alert From the constant hurt That seems limitless With no drop in pressure Seems like everybody's Out to test ya 'til they see your brake You can't conceal the hate That consumes you I'm the reason why you fill up your Isuzu. Chill with your old lady at the tilt I got a 90 days extension And I'm filled with guilt From things that I've seen Your water's from a bottle Mine's from a canteen At night I hear the shots Ring so I'm a light sleeper The cost of life, It seems to get cheaper Out in the desert With my street sweeper The war is over So said the speaker With his flight suit on Maybe to him I'm just a pawn So he can advance Remember when I used to dance Man, all I want to do is dance (Dance!) (Dance!) (Dance!) I need a gun to keep myself from harm Explain Request ×
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