Everybody doing it Doing it real good Everybody knowing it Like they know they should Shiny sabers rattling Long into the night And everybody saying it Saying what they like There are words, there to inspire you There are words, there to be heard Maybe none of them will fire you But none the less, they will make you listen by force Everybody shouting it From every place on high Everybody loving it Loving what they find There's blood upon each handshake Lies upon each word And everybody killing it Killing off what's good There are holes in the divisions Between the haves and who have nots There's a bomb for every city Now they don't know where to stop And they say there's no provisions There's not enough to go round But when it comes to the gun There's a bullet for everyone, yeah yeah When it comes to the gun There's a bullet for everyone, yeah yeah Everybody wanting it Wanting it to stop The chaos and destruction The bloodshed on the rocks The pain and deprivation The losses and the grief The tired, worn out promises Of the politicians' brief There are holes in the divisions Between the haves and who have nots There's a bomb for every city Now they don't know how to stop And they say there's no provisions There's not enough to go round But when it comes to the gun There's a bullet for everyone, yeah yeah When it comes to the gun There's a bullet for everyone, yeah yeah When it comes to the gun There's a bullet for everyone, yeah yeah © STYLIST MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com