guns (are for pussies)

here comes the thunder down under

we're natural wonders

night falls when weleave all you feel is the hunger

sunrises of people all shapes and sizes

dig onthe decade and realize it's funky

no matter this rude boy stll got that swagger

my ears have heard all these crews but we're badder interracial

special

positive beings i am i be a cool awakwening

it's getting hectic the metrics thebody electric

everybody in worn out blue jeans or tacky dresses

this is the citywe've reached we've come to

go unrecognized on the corner or make moves

all thelights are red all the poets are dead

a familiar nightmare appears in my head

times are a changin' myself i'm rearrangin'

dream eight-thousand-five-twelve allblazin'

born to act out

paranoid with a gat

born to act out

think you knowwhere it's at

born to act out

but you're lookin' like a sissie

born to act out

guns are for pussies i'm not from philly but some say i'm a blunt

that's justthe way i am and no i'm not going to front

and yes i took a trip to find outabout the ways of big

city seedy bars and drugs that make you feel shitty

prettyolder women in skirts conversation frisky

stinking cigarettes and plenty ofbourbon whisky

sad classical music on the jukebox of doom hollywood blvd. barflyfrolic room

tomb of lost souls some beyond salvage

some just having fun openingsteam valvage i was one becoming

the other hellbent to discover

had to pull upthe reigns or else smother

take it brother all the way and then you're scared

don't want to be unprepared

you're getting paranoid

and then guns are shared

you guys think you're hard

but you're in fear of getting harmed

i fear no manand

i am unarmed