I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the Sun
But they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
'Cause all I do is dance
'Cause all I do is dance

I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the Sun
No, they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
'Cause all I do is dance
'Cause all I do is dance

In my backpack I got my act right
In case you act quite difficult
And your resolve weaken
With anger and discontent
Some are seeking and searching like Nimoy
I'm a peace-loving decoy
Ready for retaliation
I change the whole occasion to a pine box six-under
Impulsive, don't ask, why or wonder
Orders given to me is strike and I'm thunder
With lightning fast reflexes on constant alert
From the constant hurt that seems limitless with no dropping pressure
Seems like everybody's out to test you
'Til they see your brake
They can't conceal the hate
That consumes you
I'm the reason why you fill up your Isuzu
Chill with your old lady at the tilt
I got a 90 days visit
And I'm filled with guilt
From things that I've seen
Your water's from a bottle, mine's from a canteen!
At night, I hear the shots ring so I'm a light sleeper
The cost of life, it seems to get cheaper
Out in the desert with my street sweeper
But the war is over - so said the speaker
With the flight suit on
Maybe to him, I'm just a pawn
So he can advance
Remember when I used to dance?
Man, all I want to do is dance

(Dance!)
(Dance!)
(Dance!)

I need a gun to keep myself from harm

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