Letras
You must have somethin' better to do
Than learn to shoot that gun
You could read some history
See how the West was really won
Kings may come, queens may go
Be wary of desire
For when you think you need it most
That gun will misfire
There's a message in Afghanistan
Opium wins the toss
Charlie Wilson, the communists
They had to take a loss
Kings may live, lose their thrones
The junkie's on the wire
You can arm yourself, with nukes and drones
That gun will misfire
Remember me when I am gone
I am the fool who got it wrong
One thing I said you can rely on
That gun will misfire
You'll hear that fatal click
You'll wish you chose a knife
A little toil, a little oil
Might have changed your life
There is a plague not far from here
Who likes to spread his seed
You may be the winnin' one
Who feels the need to breed
Men they play, then fly away
Before they join the choir
But please don't tell me to, for an easy out
That gun will misfire
Remember me when I am gone
I am the fool who got the ending wrong
The thing I said we depended on
That gun will misfire
You must have something better to do
Than learn to shoot that gun
You coulda read some history
Seen how the West was really won