They called him a hero In the land of the free But he wouldn't shake my hand boy He disappointed me So I got my hand gun And I blew him away That critter was a bad guy And I had to make him pay
You might fear for my reason I don't care what they say Look out baby it's the season For the mad masquerade Put out the fire put out the fire put out the fire Oh you need a bullet like a hole in the head Put out the fire put out the fire put out the fire Don't believe what your grand-daddy said
She was my lover It was a shame that she died But the constitution's right on my side 'cause I caught my lover in the neighbours bed I got retribution Filled 'em all full of lead
I've been told it's the fashion To let me on the streets again It's nothing but a crime of passion And I'm not to blame Put out the fire put out the fire put out the fire You need a weapon like a hole in the head Put out the fire put out the fire baby put out the fire And let your sons and daughters sleep sound in their beds
You know a gun never killed nobody You can ask anyone People get shot by people People with guns Put out the fire put out the fire put out the fire You need a gun like a hole in the head Put out the fire put out the fire put out the fire Just tell me that old fashioned gun law is dead
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