| God is a Bullet |
| There's a green plaid jacket on the back of the chair It's like a moment frozen forever there Mom and dad had a lot of big plans for their little man "...So proud." Mama's gone crazy 'cause her baby's shot down By some teenage car chase war out of bounds It was the wrong place wrong time wrong end of a gun. Shoot straight from the hip Gone forever in a trigger slip You know, it could have been It could have been your brother. Shoot straight shoot to kill Blame each other, blame yourselves God is a bullet have mercy on us everyone They're gonna call me sir they'll all stop picking on me Well I'm a high school grad I'm over 5 foot 3 I'll get a badge and a gun and I'll join the P.D. They'll see He didn't have to use the gun they put in his hand But when the guy came at him, well he panicked and ran And it's thirty long years before they give him another chance And it's sad sad sad John Lennon, Doctor King, Harvey Milk all for goddamn nothing God is a bullet have mercy on us everyone |