Letras
C'mon!
I got an idea of something we can do with a gun, c'mon
Sink, load, and fire 'till the empire reaps what they've sown
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'till their minds are open
Shoot, shoot 'till their eyes are closed
Push, push, push 'till we get some motion
Push, push 'till the bombs explode
I got an idea that we can do it all on our own
Nothing to worry, regret must weigh a ton
Kick, kick, kick 'till the laws are broken
Kick, kick 'till the boots are worn
Hit, hit, hit 'till the truth is spoken
Hit, hit 'till the truth is born!
Born! Born! Born!
Yeah!
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I got an idea of something we can do with a gun