Grean Tea The Artist – Guns lyrics

How many kids put their hands on a gun,
Pull the trigger, laugh and have fun?
How many more don’t see a bullet coming?
Daddy left the safety off the gun, mom was out shopping

Don't shoot, put the gun down,
Put the lock on, throw it on the ground,
Keep on walking don’t turn around,
Bang bang put the gun down.

And how many schools must we watch suffer?
Children leaving behind fathers and mothers
Hate crimes use the gun too
When twisted minds see the act through

Don't shoot, put the gun down,
Put the lock on, throw it on the ground,
Keep on walking don’t turn around,
Bang bang put the gun down.

And there’s no way to stop it
Except say “please drop it”
To every hand that’s got it:
The power of the gun.

A black target seems harder to miss
And the wallet in his pocket’s not a gun in his fist
Steal a piece candy, that’s too bad for you
Trained sharp shooters with nothing better to do.

Don't shoot, put the gun down,
Put the lock on, throw it on the ground,
Keep on walking don’t turn around,
Bang bang put the gun down.

Don't shoot, put the gun down,
Put the lock on, throw it on the ground,
Keep on walking don’t turn around,
Bang bang put the gun down.