Guns and Cell Phones
It’s getting late in the evening
Been a long day drinkin
And I'm watchin the TV
Can’t believe what they’re sayin
All the experts they weigh in
Talkin bout your wrongs from your rights
They’re so cool and collected
With fear as their weapon
Color-coded ticker rolls by
Such a sad little tale
When we rob Mama’s cradle
To feed the dogs of war
On and on
That’s the way it goes
In cities of millions
We’re all alone
Arm all our children with guns and cell phones
And run for cover when little Johnny explodes
Burry our heads and cover our eyes
Heavy up our hearts and burn holes in the sky
In a matter of seconds
They divert my attention
To what I’ve gotta believe
To make sense from the madness
And rise up from the ashes
While they continue fanning the flames
Trading the lives of children
To assert their opinion
Is nothing shy of insane
They neglected to mention
This is mostly invention
Such a sinister game
On and on
That’s the way it goes
In cities of millions
We’re all alone
Arm all our children with guns and cell phones
And run for cover when little Johnny explodes
Burry our heads and cover our eyes
Heavy up our hearts and burn holes in the sky
As I fade into mourning
My eyes cloud without warning
And rain down on me
Tales of lies and deceptions
And of nuclear weapons
And children dying from AIDS
Such a sad little tale
When our governments fail
To learn how to play and be nice
Did my senses desert me
Everyone’s worthy of mercy
It’s so hard to swallow our pride
On and on
That’s the way it goes
In cities of millions
We’re all alone
Arm all our children with guns and cell phones
And run for cover when little Johnny explodes
Burry our heads and cover our eyes
Heavy up our hearts and burn holes in the sky