happiness is a warm gun

There’s a guy on my TV,
Telling me to listen.
Says he knows what’s best for me,
Yeah, a liberal politician.
He knows what’s best,
For you and I.
Getting his hands on your gun
Is what he’ll try.

So long Smith and Wesson
Kiss your Colt goodbye
Mr. liberal knows
What’s best for you and I.

So, they took away the guns,
But they stabbed me in the back.
So they took away the knifes
Trying to end the attack.

Next day they were horrified,
When they came to find.
Someone killed another, seems
There was an axe to grind.

So they took away the axes,
With smiles on their faces.
Until a little later when they
Found men hung in places.

So they banned all rope,
Happy once again.
Until the 6 o’clock news
Told of murder by poison.

Their list grow long.
Of what they ban.
But can you stop
The hurt, man to man?