Eli Melmon - Guns and Oil

Raining confetti
Raining confetti
But oh what for?

Guns on the ready
Guns on the ready
Just to reach some score
Oh god, what a bore

Hear them cheer for war
Only wanting more
Than what they've been given

I'm down on the floor
Can't get through my door
Afraid of the hate that's risen

And they don't want to listen
They just want to fight

So fight
Go throw your punches
I'm mid-flight
My brain's in bunches
Cause we can't pass a bill through gargoyles
While you're still banking on guns and oil

Climb into hiding
Climb into hiding
Each day one more

Shooting the children
Shooting the children
Like it's a chore
And we don't blame the store

Hear them cheer for war
Only wanting more
Than what they've been given

I'm down on the floor
Can't get through my door
Afraid of the hate that's risen

And they don't want to listen
They just want to fight

So fight
Go throw your punches
I'm mid-flight
My brain's in bunches
Cause I can't fathom your reasoning
God this world needs much more seasoning

We don't need guns
We just need love
We got big buns
Why kill for fun

We don't need violence
We just need love
We got plans to riot
With weed and honey

So sweet if you give it a chance
Don't meet me if you won't give respect
I'm dancing the dance
But we won't pass
If we all just sit on our ass

Hear them cheer for war
Only wanting more
Than what they've been given

I'm down on the floor
Can't get through my door
Afraid of the hate that's risen

And they don't want to listen
They just want to fight

So fight
Go throw your punches
I'm mid-flight
My brain's in bunches
Cause we can't pass a bill through gargoyles
While you're still banking on guns and oil

Written by:
Eli Melmon

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