Gun Lover Songtext / Lyric

I DON'T FUCKING CARE!



I DON'T FUCKING CARE about the state of the nation

about the state of your mind

about the states and capitalism... rhythm schism

cares about the fate of your race

who cares about the waste of your time

in fact it's just another pin prick

I DON'T FUCKING CARE about the sick in the streets

about the sick in your mind

about the excuses for sickness... in this furnace

burn about the city streets and

burn about their sleepy beds

teach them the ways of crazy poets



turn around and buy yourself a gun

yes i said by yourself alone, let no one breathe

and no one see the hate you love to show me






I DON'T FUCKING CARE about the violence at home

i've got every reason to live alone

yes, but sometimes i love me mother...

what she got -- not a lot!

hero walks the beaten path, his beaten ass an avalanche

of guilty witness every day

I DON'T FUCKING CARE about the white man's problem

progressive in his mind is fodder

it's time to teach the boys a lesson... rip 'em! sick 'em!

death to all of those who oppose

death to all in 70's clothes

death to those who've fallen and they can't get off!



turn around and buy yourself a gun

yes i said by yourself alone, let no one breathe

and no one see the hate you love to show me

turn around and buy yourself a gun

yes i said by yourself alone, let no one breathe

and no one see the hate you love to show me