the sun is setting on the century
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and we are armed to the teeth
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we're all working together now
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to make our lives mercifully brief
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and school kids keep trying to teach us
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what guns are all about
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confused liberty with weaponry
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and watch your kids act it out
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and every year now like christmas
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some boy gets the milk fed suburban blues
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reaches for the available arsenal
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and saunters off to make the news
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and the 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 the 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 both know so well
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by the time it takes this cultural
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death wish to run it's course
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they're gonna to make a pretty penny
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and then they're going to hell
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he said the chickens all come home to roost
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malcom forecast it this way
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are we really going to sleep through another century
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while the rich profit off our blood
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yeah it may take some doing
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to see this undoing through
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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 and cbs and abc
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open fire on the nra
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and all the lies they told us along the way
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open fire on each weapons manufacturer
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while he's giving head to some republican senator
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and if i hear one more time
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about a fools right to his tools of rage
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i'm gonna take all my friends
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and i'm going to move to canada
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and we're going to die of old age
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To The Teeth (Shoot-Out Remix)
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| Ani DiFranco |
