the sun is settin on the century
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and we are armed to the teeth
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we are all working together now
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to make our lives mercifully brief
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schoolkids keep trying to teach us
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what guns are all about
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confuse liberty with weaponry
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and watch your kids act it out
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every year now like christmas
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some boy gets the mildfed surburban blues
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reaches for the avaliable aresenal
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and saunters off to make the news
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and women in the middle
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are learning what poor women have always known
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that the edge is closer than you think
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when your men bring the guns home
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look at where the profits are
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that's how you'll find the source
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of the big lie that you and i
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both know so well
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it the time it takes this cultural
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death wish to run its course
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they're gonna make a pretty penny
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and then they're all going to hell
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he said the chickens all come home to roost
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yeah, malcom forecasted this flood
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are we really gonna sleep through another century
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while the rich profir off our blood?
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true, it may take some doing
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to see this undoing done
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but in my humble opinion
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here's what i suggest we do:
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open fire on hollywood
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open fire on MTV
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open fire on NBC
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and CBS and ABC
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open fire on the NRA
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and all the lies they told us
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along the way
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open fire on each weapons manufacturer
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while he's giving head
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to some republician senator
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and if i hear one more time
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about fool's rights
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to his tools of rage
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I'm gonna take all my friends
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and i'm gonna move to canada
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and we're gonna die of old age
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To The Teeth
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Ani DiFranco |